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the voiceless
Twenty years have passed.
She's having trouble making
Anything make sense.
But not that this makes any sense.
Her glass of oj warms to room temp.
She's so sick and tired of enabling herself.
She takes a walk outside to hide.
From the fact that she's dead inside.
She cracks a smile looking in the mirror.
She promised herself she'd be better off this year.
And as reality sets in
The mirror comes crashing to the floor.
Glass shatters with her hope.
She puts her hair in pig tails.
She's trying to know what's it's like to feel young as she remembers it was no happier back then.
© pouty
She's having trouble making
Anything make sense.
But not that this makes any sense.
Her glass of oj warms to room temp.
She's so sick and tired of enabling herself.
She takes a walk outside to hide.
From the fact that she's dead inside.
She cracks a smile looking in the mirror.
She promised herself she'd be better off this year.
And as reality sets in
The mirror comes crashing to the floor.
Glass shatters with her hope.
She puts her hair in pig tails.
She's trying to know what's it's like to feel young as she remembers it was no happier back then.
© pouty
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