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Nov 2013
I stand almost alone in
A field of grain
And in this field I see
Me

Four perfect copies of
Me
And each
Me looks a little different

One stands and laughter
S     i        l
   p       l       s
From her mouth
But her eyes are black

In the next me I
See anger dwells
But she doesn't show her
Weakness quite yet

The third has wet cheeks
Sunk in eyes and a weak smile
Though her heart is broken
It still tries to beat

The last is barely there
She is thin and shaking
He body covered from self inflicted wounds
And hateful words and profanities cover her arms

Then you appear and walk behind
Each one of me
And shoot each one in the head
And when you are finished you look up and say

"These are not you anymore
You don't need to hide from your
Friends, your family
And you need to let go your broken heart

And as for your self loathing
We will fix that too
So wake up
And you'll be in my arms"

And with that
I'm trying to let go
We all have our faces. I'm trying to **** mine. This is a dream I have with A certain boy who has my heart.
Ellyn k Thaiden
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Ellyn k Thaiden  Amongst The Stars
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