Reflections

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Believe me
My words are reflections
broken thoughts and deliberate messages

Beware of me
Written messages on my sleeves
Scars on my wrists
Coded with my secrets
Inner turmoil pulling at deaths kiss

Avoid who I am
I am part of who I say I am
Not whole
A part of me is so cold
unfound
6 feet in the ground

Peace please mercy me
I'm running on empty
Drowning in deep waters
No moving forward
Stagnant and stale

Thought I'd do something
But instead I stare into nothing
Already buried
before life ever set sail

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