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*What should never be Soul separating at the seams Bullets in my dreams Me eyeing that apartment on Bub Teems What should never be Mama in the bathtub, in the floor Pinned to the wall, I can't take any more In my bed shaking to the core What should never be Night time screams and deadly dreams Pounding pulse and silent repulse Soaking sheets and floor beats What should never be Picking up furniture, who's keeping score? The fresh metal hole in the screen door Speak of these things never more.*
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 6:33 PM UTC
Never Be
*What should never be Soul separating at the seams Bullets in my dreams Me eyeing that apartment on Bub Teems What should never be Mama in the bathtub, in the floor Pinned to the wall, I can't take any more In my bed shaking to the core What should never be Night time screams and deadly dreams Pounding pulse and silent repulse Soaking sheets and floor beats What should never be Picking up furniture, who's keeping score? The fresh metal hole in the screen door Speak of these things never more.*
*proceed with caution also my rhyme scheme fell apart but it's whatever
#life#home#abuse#family#childhood#ptsd
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runawaytrain77
Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 6:33 PM UTC
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