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Its been awhile I think Sense ink dried un-smeared across My skin , a page, or anything To think it leaves me dismayed and I’m ashamed To ponder what I left caged What I don’t say and I think I’ve become the type to leave dark things Behind heavy drapes in my mind Nothing escapes this mask The task is to see the shallow echo in my eyes And that’s Simply more than I have right to ask So know I’m sorry for my silence But it’s building violence, escalating in my Quivering soul and Soon enough I’ll explode. And I know you will help me glue the splinters back together you are a soft coo Love of mine, A foothold You make me hopeful After I unwind I think I’ll fall into the sunshine And try on a smile.
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Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 1:54 PM UTC
Escaping yesterdays
Its been awhile I think Sense ink dried un-smeared across My skin , a page, or anything To think it leaves me dismayed and I’m ashamed To ponder what I left caged What I don’t say and I think I’ve become the type to leave dark things Behind heavy drapes in my mind Nothing escapes this mask The task is to see the shallow echo in my eyes And that’s Simply more than I have right to ask So know I’m sorry for my silence But it’s building violence, escalating in my Quivering soul and Soon enough I’ll explode. And I know you will help me glue the splinters back together you are a soft coo Love of mine, A foothold You make me hopeful After I unwind I think I’ll fall into the sunshine And try on a smile.
tearani-c
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Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 1:54 PM UTC
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