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May 2021
Make me feel something
Anything
Free me from this glass case
And waken me
Wake me from the tips of my feet
To my fingertips
And free my lips to speak
And relax the smile always on my face
I'm not supposed to feel happy
All the time
Fix my cheeks, which are stained
With tears, that caused great faults
To break open under my eyes
Waken my eyes, which haven't closed
In so long
And make me realize that I am here
I am here, aren't I?
I want to sweat, I want to shiver
I want to laugh, but I want to cry
There's no more time
The dust is rising, my stand is slipping
Free me, please
Wake me from my numb slumber,
Awake
Let me see more than what I've been
Looking at forever
Wake me
Ashlynn
Written by
Ashlynn  16/F/Washington State
(16/F/Washington State)   
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