I am a shell
Someone I used to know
A memory of a shattered soul
I used to be someone
Who had something to say
Someone had an opinon
I used to see the day
Sunlight, on my face
The clue clouds
And even sometimes, the rain
I used to
I am a shell now
So many burns and horror stories
So many heartbreaks
My chest of drawers
My infinite sorrows
I let them go unnoticed
They never see the surface
I hide them on purpose
I am shell now
An empty home
Looking for a new place
A new place to hang my hat
And loved
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 3:18 AM UTC
I am a shell
Someone I used to know
A memory of a shattered soul
I used to be someone
Who had something to say
Someone had an opinon
I used to see the day
Sunlight, on my face
The clue clouds
And even sometimes, the rain
I used to
I am a shell now
So many burns and horror stories
So many heartbreaks
My chest of drawers
My infinite sorrows
I let them go unnoticed
They never see the surface
I hide them on purpose
I am shell now
An empty home
Looking for a new place
A new place to hang my hat
And loved
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