Everyone thought she was alive,
but deep down inside of her
where no one cared enough to notice
no one knew, no one found out
that her soul was already dead.
— from the time that all I inhaled was negativity.
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up in the clouds
Poetryshe felt trapped, or more likely she really was stuck wherever she was. writing poems was her escape out of the black hole she fell in through. whenever she wrote what she had to say and expressed what she had felt, it was almost like she was up in...
