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Untitled Poem. She sits on her bedroom floor
Dumbfounded by the amount of tears she gave off
Hands Tight around her knees
Rockin' back and forth
Repeating I Cant Catch A Break
Driven By Deep sorrow,broken by Emotional pain
That Knife in the kitchen that caught her eye earlier
Looked Almost Beautiful To Her Now
Down the steps she's wondering what next
Torn Between Dreadful Thoughts
It Came To Past
The knife in her Hand
She Lifts It Up To See Her Face in it.
Tempted She was to take these Mangled Breaths Away
But She put the knife down-Rubbed it between her palms And Threw herself across the
ground Right in the Kitchen
Hands tight around her Knees
Rockin' Back and Forth,Repeating I Cant Catch A Break
She Cant get a grasp on Why hurt is followed by Her Name
Waiting for Happiness but happiness has no calim.
At Least On Her,She's Her Own Reason To Blame
Chasing And running after things that been dropped out the Race
Getting played by the game,when she should be Playing it. Punched,Kicked,Beaten in the
heart,unable to catch a break
Might be asking yourself what break is she talking about.
The Break to wake up and smile at the world,and stop havin the world smile at Her.The
Chance For People to Be jealous of her Happiness.
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