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TRYING..

She was trying

Trying to be calm

Trying to mute the

Monologue inside her mind.

 

Full of contradictions to herself,

Full of arguments

Full of endless thoughts

 

She felt like being pulled

In a spiral

Down and down and down

With each breath she took

Swallowing her own soul

 

As if she split up

Into two halves

Halves against each other

She was he...

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A broken girl...

She cried out for help but no one came, 
Once again they ignored her cry.
And now thanks to their deafened ears,
She took her life and choose to die.

She was never really heard or seen,
And still not one person cared.
No one though it would end this way,
No one thought that she would dare.

When they heard this girl was dead,
They all search for a face.
But they find is an empty seat,
...

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Bit of a cough

I have got a bit of a cough I say

That is why my voice is breaking

Like shattered glass

And that my tears might trickle I say

I must have forgot to mention

How it is not only my oesophagus that blisters and pinches

Followed by crackles and sizzles

And that a tsunami is likely

Yet no diagnosis

And maybe I am not ill at all

I must have neglected to mention that

Perha...

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Lost Child

Each day I starve
is another day closer to death.

Each day that i'm not loved
is another day i realize
that i am not worthy.

And each day that I'm ignored by others
is another day that I'd rather be dead
than suffering in pain.

Because as I've become
this wandering offspring,
I've become to be invisible
to you and all others.

Cause can't you see
that my light brown hair
has b...

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