Unsaid words on the tip of our tongues
Untaken breaths still in our lungs
So naive, so innocent
We were the cause of our own descent
At a young age we dug our own graves
We still are our own slaves
Horrible pasts catching up
Tainting the perfect futures we set up
Why do we so crave this hurt?
At my feet skulls and bones buried deep in dirt
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Hidden Meanings (✔)
PoetryHer words were laced with hidden meanings. 1ST PLACE WINNER OF THE CAR AWARDS 2017 start: 3/3/2017 COVER ART: KELOGSLOOPS 2022 Edit: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES (+MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM!) I...
