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Feb 2014
Why must my heart sink so low?
I woke with my heart at my feet
Weighing down my every step

I got dressed in my sweater and jeans
Climbed down the low hanging window
And onto the grass
Damp with the morning dew I could feel on my bare feet

I sprinted into the forest,
Covered myself in the trees
Let the pine scented air fill my lungs

I never wanted to go back to the place I have to call home
Never.
I felt free again away from my mind away from the darkness

I smiled as my heart lifted of the floor
I felt re-born

Is this how happy people feel?


I wanderd through the undergrowth for a while
The beautiful setting sun was shone through the threes
Letting my heart fill with freedom I will not have for a while when I go back to the place where I 'belong'

Back where?
where the voices penetrate the walls of my mind
Where I'm supposed to feel safe
Where nothing's supposed to bother me.

This wouldn't be a problem if I'd  have died long ago
But sadly here I am
Why am I here?
I shouldn't be here.
I'm a demon, I belong with fear and darkness

Forget this I'm going home.
Flame princess
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Flame princess  Canada
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   Dianna
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