the lights are about to go out
as everyone falls asleep
the whole world seems to be slowing
except for me
somewhere in this blue
I’m standing still
because I’m fearful
of what I won’t do
and what you see
only worsens my condition
ashamed of your intentions
I bottle up
so you can’t listen
beat me, blind me
rape me, kill me
just please
don’t ever find me
I hate
how they see me
because I’m not
what I meant
to be
And I know you are serious.
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WOW. THAT’S ALL I CAN SAY.
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you have been busy this morning
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Lol
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I’m serious lol
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I guess you could say that. π
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OR maybe I just love your poetry…ππππ
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Ahhh that’s true too
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Yep.
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Reblogged this on Creative Writing Reblogged.
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Such loneliness in this, Devereaux. Beautifully written emotion. β€
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thank you Peach π
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I absolutely LOVE this post! So creative and thought-provoking.
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thank you so much, Lexie π
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