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The room is dark And in the corner Is something marked With shadows And scars, and cracks and bruises too Sound familiar to you? She takes hesitant steps Towards the object Covered in cobwebs Its black And it looks like its slowly... beating She sits down Picks it up And starts to frown She blows it off Tries to read the cover But the words are to broken to understand It doesn't matter though She knows this book like the back of her hand
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Its been so long since its been used Who would want to? its battered and bruised... And it always leaves her so confused... She starts to flip the pages Coming to one of her many life stages But this one is the one that causes all the pain She rips out the page The feeling is like being set free Out of a cage She loves it She keeps ripping And tearing It's like sipping Water after you've had none
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The room is dark And in the corner Is something marked With shadows And scars, and cracks and bruises too Sound familiar to you? She takes hesitant steps Towards the object Covered in cobwebs Its black And it looks like its slowly... beating She sits down Picks it up And starts to frown She blows it off Tries to read the cover But the words are to broken to understand It doesn't matter though She knows this book like the back of her hand
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Red O'Mara Stevie Taite Ruby Honeytip Lyn Paul Diane Hine Ray Quesada Maggie Munro Owain Glyn
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Stream Nightingale Midnights Voice
Its been so long since its been used Who would want to? its battered and bruised... And it always leaves her so confused... She starts to flip the pages Coming to one of her many life stages But this one is the one that causes all the pain She rips out the page The feeling is like being set free Out of a cage She loves it She keeps ripping And tearing It's like sipping Water after you've had none
Top 500 Poems
Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost
There are no pages left Just scraps kept On holding to the spine of that book She need to forget, She wanted all of them gone But she