Only Me
My soul
Is something of which I have no control
My heart
Is something about to fall apart
My mind
A thing I've lately been leaving behind
My feelings
Shredded up like apple peelings
My eyes
Are my worst disguise
My voice
Was never my choice
My ears
Hear things that bring me to tears
My nose
Smells the stench of my arch foes
My arms
Not the luckiest charms
My legs
To me they may renege
My breath
Just a few short of my death
Me
In these walls never to be free...
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Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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