Poems
A place for thoughts that I won't ever explain.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Today
I'm tired I'm tired
I'm tired of this mask
Distract me distract me
It's all I ever ask
Six hours of torture
I had to endure
Repressing repressing
Composing myself, not so sure
The sight of a text
Burned my eyes in italics
For I was numb
So numb
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