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Dead Inside
The feelings I try to convey
Are silent cries for aid
For my heart in disarray
To help fix what I have made
Yet no one hears my voice
No matter how loud I call
Left with no choice
I step closer to my fall
For who will hold me back?
And free me from this night
That's so lonely and black
And show me the light
For still the pain continues to grow
Creating a crevasse in my heart
Breaking it apart with every blow
Or was it broken from the start?
This great chasm within
Is what I try hard to hide
So the truth will never be seen
That I am so dead inside
"...Breaking it apart with
"...Breaking it apart with every blow
Or was it broken from the start?..."
That is one fine line of verse. Nice metaphor.
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Dear Diary:
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I've decided to write a goodbye
plea in rhymes but I guess I am
not heard so what's the point?
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Or is the reverse psycology?
Our youth are not getting past
the hormonal rushings very
well agsin seems.
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Insufficent information is no cause
for thinking it dark. It is always dark
until somone strikes a match
and finds a candle.
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hugz and xoxoxox
Lady A
Thanks for the reply :) I did
Thanks for the reply :)
I did not write this for myself but for a friend when he was down
and blue...
I'm nobody special... Just someone passing time...