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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) I want to go back to the days when words meant nothing to me I can’t mis hear words if no words are being said to me I can’t inherit wisdom if nothing’s being left to me I can’t protect my own if there’s literally nothing left of me Close my eyes see a box, not Tiffany more coffiney! Shutting myself away might be my one true destiny Not only for my heart I need a box to fit the rest of me, Throw away the key let me reside her peacefully Shut myself from the world u guys won’t hear a peep from me Erased from your minds you will forget me eventually Buried underground forgotten about for centuries Until one silly girl wants to know her family history But little does she know she’s unearthing lots of misery But she can’t turn back and leave it all where it’s meant to be Buried deep inside hidden behind dark memories Is a girl on her knees crying no but he’s not listening Teachers at school think her bruising looks interesting She sees the stares and she can hear the whispering But no one seems to care and no one hears her whimpering But there’s a part of her soul where the angers still simmering And she discards her emotions behind her like she’s littering Disguises dark thoughts with eyes that are glittering Uses the emptiness Inside just to fit more liquor in Drinks herself blind so she can’t see she’s missing him Only talks to herself cos she knows she ain’t listening Can’t pray to God cos there weren’t no christening No protection stopping dark thoughts drifting in A dark cloud forms but she can’t tell she’s soaked her skin No umbrella up she can’t even tell it’s drizzling It’s like the wet from the rain has become almost welcoming And that the sun in her face ain’t blistering and sweltering And yet despite it all she still don’t think she needs sheltering
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