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Poetry Like a music box that keeps playing,
Your world turns around you in a circle that never ends.
Nobody understands what you feel or why you do what you do.
They think you're fucked in the head,
It's not like the pills are actually helping.
With suicide letters penned into your skin with a knife,
I can see the being on the inside.
You're the lyrics to a teenage anthem,
A hymn written for the forgotten and abused.
With every little glimpse,
I see your truth bleeding out.
You're the song that defines all that's wrong with us,
If there is anything wrong in the first place.
Your words will never be written down,
They're the scars on your skin and the tears in your eyes.
Whatever pain has meant,
Or what sadness has always sung,
You're the lyrics to their epitaph.
