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Jun 9
My mind killed itself
But my body remains
The stars shone bright
But I could never find the moon at night

My life’s a broken satellite
Sending cryptic words to nowhere
And then one day I find
The path I’m on leads everywhere but here

Never want to be alone
Cannot seem to be atoned
For they already cast their stones at me

Please stop giving out directions
It’s throwing me off
I’ll find out someday

Please leave your skin at the door
And hang it on a rusty hanger
And lock us in so I can we do no wrong

Don’t let me feast
Don’t leave me be
Never let me out
Please hinder me
And render me for who I am…

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Written by
Cercis Walsh  18/M/New England
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