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I can no longer express
what my thoughts seem to feel
I can no longer say
what words I no longer grasp
My mind seems to run away
to somewhere I can't see
My mind seems to flee
when my thoughts come near
Something is stuck in my mind
but I don't know of what kind
Something is stuck inside me
that others can no longer see
It has been there around so long
but it has left me for another song
Dark feelings of a different kind
Feelings I can no longer find
Something is slipping away in my head
but I don't know what thoughts I just had
My mind hides something away from me
My mind, is playing tricks with me
what my thoughts seem to feel
I can no longer say
what words I no longer grasp
My mind seems to run away
to somewhere I can't see
My mind seems to flee
when my thoughts come near
Something is stuck in my mind
but I don't know of what kind
Something is stuck inside me
that others can no longer see
It has been there around so long
but it has left me for another song
Dark feelings of a different kind
Feelings I can no longer find
Something is slipping away in my head
but I don't know what thoughts I just had
My mind hides something away from me
My mind, is playing tricks with me
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Stop
Leave me alone, please just do so
Stop being there
It is not like you really cared
You said I will be alone again
So let me be that
It has never stopped you before right
You used me the whole time
Like I was nothing
Why are you suddenly acting
Like you give two cents
about me now
"I did care for you."
Cut the crap
I no longer want to hear it.
Just stop, just stop please.
Literature
Amends
They tell me you're dying,
when you're not etching poetry
into glass.
Words as fragile as the surface they're written on,
not nearly as transparent, though.
Dotted between the lines like Morse-code,
concealed in true poetic verse.
If you want to know a poet,
just fall and one will rise.
The ink flows deep within the lines,
we just have to die to find it.
I see your plead.
They tell me I should make amends,
only the forgiveness you seek
doesn't come from me.
That boy is gone,
and with him
any debt you owed.
Still if it helps ease your passing
I'll say the words.
Like writing a hot check;
it'll get you by for a minute,
but in th
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Look what he's done to you
Look what he's done to you,
Not at all fair to your little heart,
He took the heart of a little girl and smashed it.
Now nothing seems true,
You can't find a new start,
Nothing seems right, nothing seems to fit.
Hear me as I say you are more than this,
You can be more than he made you feel,
Your heart can beat once more.
There's nothing you should miss,
Because of the things he made you think were real,
His pleasure isn't what you were made for.
You can hear the music but can't sing,
The words you can't seem to say,
You can change it all.
You don't have to remain this broken thing,
The thing he made you be this day,
When all your world did
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