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I'm locked Surround by chains that lock me down, Surround by pain that destroys my name I'm locked No woman nor man could ever wish for this I'm drowning in hopelessness If there was a way to release this curse I wouldn't have to suffer by going through the worst I wouldn't shred a single tear, My body wouldn't ake And I wouldn't be taken back by my mistakes Im locked Destroyed by the life that is my own, To the devil it feels as if I'm sold, Every day gets dimmer my life gets darker, To God I am just his stocker I'm locked If I were to be given a second chance, only then would my vocabulary not be filled with I can't Only then would I not count the minutes Or count everyday life as the witching hour I wouldn't cower in the corner Or write down death dates in my calendar Like I used too No I would get a new chance at life I wouldn't die by my own hand And wouldn't say it was just a knife
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:20 PM UTC
I'm locked
I'm locked Surround by chains that lock me down, Surround by pain that destroys my name I'm locked No woman nor man could ever wish for this I'm drowning in hopelessness If there was a way to release this curse I wouldn't have to suffer by going through the worst I wouldn't shred a single tear, My body wouldn't ake And I wouldn't be taken back by my mistakes Im locked Destroyed by the life that is my own, To the devil it feels as if I'm sold, Every day gets dimmer my life gets darker, To God I am just his stocker I'm locked If I were to be given a second chance, only then would my vocabulary not be filled with I can't Only then would I not count the minutes Or count everyday life as the witching hour I wouldn't cower in the corner Or write down death dates in my calendar Like I used too No I would get a new chance at life I wouldn't die by my own hand And wouldn't say it was just a knife
This is a poem I made about my everyday life
IsabellaRose
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:20 PM UTC
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