Echoes,
They're waiting for you,
Echoes,
There's nothing you can do.
Echoes,
They will always be there,
Echoes,
They're found everywhere.
Echoes,
They're memories and lies,
Echoes,
They're blind to the eyes.
Echoes,
Inside of your head,
Echoes,
Of when you wished you were dead.
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For Worried Friends And Family:
This is NOT about me.
YOU ARE READING
I Don't Think You Know
PoetryThis poetry book is about friendships past and present (mainly past). You don't have to relate, but I hope you do. You don't have to like it, but I hope you do. Thank you for taking the time to read any of these poems, it means a lot to me.
