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Maybe I am, broken-hearted.

Maybe, I don’t know!

I’m too busy,

Being a coward,

To take a look,

At my failures.

Maybe I am, hungry, starving.

The sound of my tears,

Keep covering the sound

Of my stomach, demanding, growling, begging.

Maybe I am,

Putting on music too loud,

To cover the voices and noises

Of a world,

I am refusing, declining, running from.

Maybe, it’s you. It’s me!

It’s always me, who thought,

She’d die alone, in a trailer, with a dog

She’d hate.

I am working hard

At making a Prophecy,

The one I created,


Created: May 21, 2017


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