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Isabella Mar 2020
Have you ever felt your heart sink
Felt your words escape your lips
Seen clouds that force you not to think
And felt caught under whips

Stinging your skin, pounding in your head
Trying so hard not to cry
Feeling empty, dull, and dead
And you have no idea why
Isabella Mar 2020
Quiet girls,
they may not smile.
But quiet girls,
their thoughts run wild.
Isabella Mar 2020
I sit, my mind empty.
My thoughts flew away.
Carried with the wind,
And forced me to stay.

On an adventure.
Leaving me behind.
Past the mountains, through the seas,
To see what they can find.

Taking inspiration.
Soaring with it, fast.
Bringing me ideas,
Tight within its grasp.

But for now, I wait.
While my thoughts fly free.
Waiting for the ideas,
They will bring to me.
Isabella Mar 2020
Creativity is thriving in my heart.
But inspiration is falling apart.
Isabella Mar 2020
I'm the lock, you're my key.
And you fit perfectly.
I'm in a cage, can't you see.
And you can set me free.
Isabella Mar 2020
Star-lit sky, in the night.
Something shines like moonlight.
The cat's eyes, they glow.
And they see into your soul.

They see your heart, beating fast.
They see your your feet upon the grass.
The cat's eyes, they know.
And they see into your soul.
Isabella Mar 2020
The girl who never smiles.
The girl whose face is stone.
The girl who hides herself.
The girl who sits alone.

The girl who doesn't speak.
The girl who's faced it all.
The girl who keeps to herself.
The girl who's too silent to call.
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