Alone is a five-letter word
And sometimes it just hurt
I always say I'm fine
Because I've got no spine
I wanna scream that I'm not
But my tongue just ties a knot
What happened to the little girl
She was precious with a beautiful twirl
Now she's dead and gone
And everything just feels wrong
That girl was once me
And she was so free
I killed her and everything inside
And I really really tried
But I'm nothing anymore
Besides a cold sore.
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"Poems"
PoetryI don't know if it's good, but I just need to get my thoughts out. It's "poems" I made myself
