True SelfA Poem by Stephen
It could never happen
The thing so deep inside Has now come out to play The darkest, real version of yourself Embraces your body Controlling your central movements Thoughts unheard Everyone forced to remain blind To my situation at hand My soul, weary Deserving no rest Forever awake but dead © 2011 Stephen |
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Added on October 4, 2011 Last Updated on October 4, 2011 Author
StephenAboutI am an 18 year old guy from New Orleans, LA but I am currently in college at USM. I love writing depressing and dark poems. I love emo and gothic styles. One of my favorite things to do is smoke. I a.. more..Writing
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