Poem

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|| Marianas Trench - Fix me ||

The rot of midnight

Gnaws at my dreams

There is no light,

Tragedy pulls the strings

I am a puppet,

Skin of splintered wood

Empty, and gutted

I am worthless, no good

My eyes are glass

Faded from age

Forever abashed,

Held captive, enraged

I see nothing,

And the stench is strong

I'll never be loved,

I'll never belong.

Authors note:

I feel like this poem best suits Ashton as he had his small episode in the previous chapter. Why do you think that is? Comment vote etc..

Thanks for reading, much love

Irresistible_irwin xx

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