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Apr 2018
Everytime someone comes by
Staring, straight into my eyes
My lips curve up wandering into a smile, waiting
For them to utter that very first note
Like a key turned in the lock
Opening my heart and spilling out oceans of secrets and dark thoughts.
The skins of my eyeballs itch, reaching out to touch
The image of the rare human
Standing right in front of me.
Tiny claws from my body reach out to pop that bullet-proof bubble embracing me,
Igniting all my flames like a phoenix.
But no.
They walk away.
Like everyone else.
Leaving me in the bottomless pit of despair
Like the dark's comapny
Hiding me like a secret
That's to be forever kept.
Written by
Holly Parker  16/F
(16/F)   
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