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Oct 2014
look into my eyes,go forwards
then down, down, down,
under my smile to my frown
past my heart filled with scars
around my lungs that have tried so hard
through my ribs, down my spine
Stop; look up and when you barely see light
look around for a small black box, shackled and chained
then for a key pure as gold
unlock the box and watch as my my emotions burst free
and travel up full of colors so bright
travel up, up,Β Β and up, come out of my eyes;
shining with happiness
watch as myΒ emotions are finally freed.
Izzy
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Izzy  18/F
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