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Bailey May 2020
Ringing ears
Bloodshot eyes
Frozen tears

Hazy skies
Red blue cry's
Stone cold memories

These are the symptoms
This is my sentence
My never forgotten

Why did I do this
Kale Nov 2015
The world
is filled with
My painful woes
Torturing me
Each day
With reminders
of what you did.
I am cold
and broken
Unable to comprehend
the situation I am involved in
Shattered by your
False Sense of hope and freedom.
Don't look for me
Because by the time
You find me
I will be gone
Running from the *Dark

— The End —