Dirty Destitute

A Poem by xlovehatealicex

In this silence,

I believe.

I believe you and your lies.

This silence,

It weakens me.

In this silence,

I am thinking.

This silence is killing me

I believe, I breathe, I die.

In this silence,

You would turn away.

Even if,

I wanted to believe.

Now take me away.

In this silence,

I believe.

© 2011 xlovehatealicex

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Added on January 30, 2011
Last Updated on January 30, 2011

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xlovehatealicex

somewhere in my cardboard box, CA

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