March 26, 2018
By RoseAmore GOLD, Austin, Texas
RoseAmore GOLD, Austin, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"Rejoice! The broken are the more evolved! Rejoice!" -Split (2016)
"Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist." -Pablo Piscasso

Do you know how hard I try?
Do you know how much I cry?
Alone at night on the ground,
When I just want to fly?

Do you see me in a ball?
While I wish I could sprawl
In an open field of verdant green
With not a worry at all?

Do you hear my voice break?
Notice my hands shake?
Because I’m buried alive and choking on dirt
And there’s not much more I can take.

My paper skin is crumpling,
My useless feet keep stumbling,
I do what I can to feel alive
But everything is numbing.

My walls fade away,
Cracks in every day,
Color draining down my sink,
Nothing ever stays.

I am not

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