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Joanna Grace
Poems
Nov 2014
if the static could speak
there is ***** in my blood
a storm in my mind
and unlimited regrets strangling my chest
I steal things now just for possessions to hold
to prove I still exist
because I know that these memories won't last
let me roll down the hill
let me run through the woods
let me live those nights over again in my head
someone please let me live without thinking of you constantly
you haunt me like a ghost held prisoner in my mind
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Joanna Grace
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