blankA Poem by poison&kerosene
My world has no color
a sound cannot be heard I walk these barren streets at night holding tight your words I turn from what I love indulge in what I hate What an unforgiving place this world that I create I always feel I'm lost impossible to find Plagued with emotion I'm drowning in this mind I'm bleeding for this battle I cannot seem to win It's cruel but too familiar this world that I live in
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