Metal shackles
Cling, crash
Crushing my wrists
Mash, mash
Left alone again,
Left alone again.
Hiding my memories
Trash, trash
Whipping my soul
Lash, lash
Left alone again,
Left alone again.
Breaking my bones
Crack, thrash
You put me in shackles
Cling, crash.
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Are These Ashes or Snowflakes?
PoésieA book of poetry to quench your thirst for depression. Yeah. Okay.
