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Deep sighs
I want a room
To shout and scream
A sound proof room
Where no one could hear
My voice in the pain
And some trembling groans.
A personal space
Where I could mourn.
I hurts when it bleeds
That's every month's deed.
Pain is climbing like a creeper
From the waist towards the back.
Sometimes downward towards the things
All we do is take deep sighs.
© Amitra
( just trying to describe periods time)
To shout and scream
A sound proof room
Where no one could hear
My voice in the pain
And some trembling groans.
A personal space
Where I could mourn.
I hurts when it bleeds
That's every month's deed.
Pain is climbing like a creeper
From the waist towards the back.
Sometimes downward towards the things
All we do is take deep sighs.
© Amitra
( just trying to describe periods time)
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