Whispers Fill The Air...

February 4, 2011
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Whispers fill the air.
Words I should not hear.
Secrets behind my back,
against me.
Hurt fills my heart.
Tears cover my bed,
cover my floor,
cover my room.
Nowhere to hide.
No corners.
Only white walls,
white dressers,
white everywhere.
Like a padded room,
a psycho room.
Where do I belong?
Not here.
Not there.
Anywhere?
Into the afterlife goes my spirit.
Rest In Peace





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