What happens next
Is up to me
I could fall
Be tall
Walk above them all
I could hide
Stay inside
Never hit rewind
What happened then
Was up to me
I fell
And fell
Straight into my own hell
I hid
And quit
Wishing for the stop button to be hit
Rewind
Crying curled up in a ball
Pause
Black shadows surrounded
Fast forward
Mind won't shut off
Play
Life decides to
Stop
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I Want to Tell You: Blackness of the Broken Heart
Poetryto the one who Gives the few moments And decides to read Very carefully In a precise manner Nothing but the capital letters of this description Third part of my "Evan Strong" series. To understand, please read "The Horrors of Enchantment", "Into Dar...
