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By RebeccaBeth_88 Date: 2010 Jun 28 Comment on this Work [[2010.06.28.23.26.23542]] |
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As I sit in this empty chair, All I can do is stare. I feel so alone. I would be alone if it weren't for all of this NOISE, Voices so sharp like razors against the soft parts of my ears. Like a blur swirling around my head, Jerking me the slightest way, As if to say, Can you hear me? Can you hear us? Can you hear me? Can you hear what I have to say?! He's not for you and you can't let him dictate how you feel and yourheart is not attached to stringsand and you needtolet go, just letgo and you'llnevermakeitouttherewithoutus,withoutus,andyou'llneverbewhoyouwantotbewithoutareasonpurposehopeCanYouHearMeNowCanYouHearUsNowCanYouHearMeNow?! I would be alone if it weren't for all of this NOISE. Sit and listen in this empty chair. Listen to no one that's there. Like a blur swirling around my head is all of this NOISE. |