I held my tongue
And now my mind is screaming
Silent and simmering
But, that's just how it is sometimes
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Fight Your Demons
PoetryPoetry from an angry boy, too scared to be a man A paper heart and an incarcerated mind Caged words and a broken tongue The words spilt in the night This is the absence of light, the expired fight All the demons come to take him away In hopes he w...
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I held my tongue
And now my mind is screaming
Silent and simmering
But, that's just how it is sometimes
