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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Broken fragments of my memory, scattered across the floor after you shattered my perfect image. Scattered reminisce of unwillingness to change for me even when you know you are wrong. The edges cut my feet as I walk out because I can no longer take the constant feeling of talking to a brick wall when you just won’t listen to me at all. I'm tired of always having to be the one to call because it feels like you're ten feet tall. So high above my eyes, I have to scream, scream into the sky, so you’ll listen. For once please just take a seat and listen. Please at least act like it. Act like you care what words will come next like you are on the edge of your seat in distress—waiting for the next important thing I’ll address like it is the best. But I know that will never happen. You will never treat me like a voice worth hearing because the only one that matters is you right? The world revolves around you and the only reason to wake in the morning is to appease you. Isn’t that right? Am I hot or cold? Because it seems like rhymes won’t help you realize that you are blind to the world around you. You only see what conveniences you and anything else must just be see-through. But I’ve lost the point entirely, you see it’s easy to get lost when I constantly have to decipher your maze of emotions and pick you apart with caution so as not to trigger a loss of composure. But, I am tired. The cuts are starting to bleed and my heart is beginning to scream. A solemn hymn of sorrow said to ring throughout is borrowed just for our self-centered Pharoah. But I'm sorry. I went too far now. We can't risk hurting your feelings even a fraction of what trauma you have caused as I feel like I'm walking on lava. Sinking into the pain and all my acting is in vain because you won't refrain from your ignorance. But no matter the weather we will stay together because you are all I have tethered to my broken pieces.
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