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People were dancing, taking in shots high dancing on loud music. She was a wallflower, She held her drink and sipped wildly. she was trying to imitate the coolest girl around. but she couldnt be her but she wished to she failed and never tried again the music was getting loud she felt like her thoughts would get lost she needed an escape she flew so she rushed to the washroom locked herself shut her ears the voice was still raging the music was growing louder and the noise inside her head turned up she held her fist tight. she later came out fine people were kissing and making out and dancing with their partners like they'll never see another day she knew she 'll unlike them but those days will be days of dark and gloom alone separated quiet she wanted to be a part of the group she didnt belong to red lipsticks flashy rings and expensive phones, they howled while she discussed of twisted spines and broken bones.
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 4:09 AM UTC
Twisted spines and broken bones
People were dancing, taking in shots high dancing on loud music. She was a wallflower, She held her drink and sipped wildly. she was trying to imitate the coolest girl around. but she couldnt be her but she wished to she failed and never tried again the music was getting loud she felt like her thoughts would get lost she needed an escape she flew so she rushed to the washroom locked herself shut her ears the voice was still raging the music was growing louder and the noise inside her head turned up she held her fist tight. she later came out fine people were kissing and making out and dancing with their partners like they'll never see another day she knew she 'll unlike them but those days will be days of dark and gloom alone separated quiet she wanted to be a part of the group she didnt belong to red lipsticks flashy rings and expensive phones, they howled while she discussed of twisted spines and broken bones.
i was trying to find some sleep last night,instead i made it up,not exactly how i wanted to put it,but its just a rough piece,a ramble,precisely,and i am the 'she' in this poetry.thanks **
complicatedcharmer
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 4:09 AM UTC
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