Not even hereA Poem by RivI can hear the sounds Belowing and echoing Bouncing off my walls Tearing down these halls My heart is torn to pieces Tattered and ragged When there's no saving it There's only swallowing it Nothing has changed, I'm still that same person Sitting in the corner doing something wrong.
© 2015 RivAuthor's Note
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