If you lost yours today, you'd be helpless
She was born without one
You shrink away and let it go to waste
She was born without one
You don't listen to yourself in all of your haste
She was born without one
You don't give it any importance at all
She was born without one
You don't give it a thought, but she's never heard
Not a peep, not at all
She was born without one
She watches you and hurts silently
Your voice: you misuse it, abuse it, take it for granted
A voice: you have all she's ever wanted
(Written around the same time as the previous one; I found this one with all of my stuff too! >.<)
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Poems (2012)
Poetry...And I unleash unto you, more torture. I never bothered with poetry before October 2011 and I didn't think I would have bothered with it after those last few poems in December. My poems are crappy, I say it all the time, but I'm kind of looking fo...
