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Daniella Lopiccolo Poem
What do they want, they seem not to hear
They crave not give, isn't it clear
Whispers in head, swarm too aberrant
If they heard, they would just share it
Shh I know your in agony
They only see what they want to see
Thoughts won't stop, seething round
Breathe just explain, at least make a sound
They're just, I'm just so wearied
The pressures consuming, I now fear me
Do I have control, of ones mind
I know they don't see, but neither do I
Copyright © Daniella Lopiccolo | Year Posted 2021
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