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Jail of a Soul

Flat clouds laying like a force
Forbidding either one of us to touch
Reminding me there's no reason to
Reach up and try for the sky


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Wired fences and leafless trees
Looking out on vast reaches of dead grass
Giving me endless reasons to want to die
Yet life doesn't want to push me away.


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Twisted strips of paper, layered in writing
I no longer care to listen to
Words scrolled in a flawless hand
But with hate against my broken soul

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At last, I have made my way to a sullen coffee shop
Full of memories no one but myself remembers
I sit, and look out the window. Where's my tree?
Gone... Like everything else in this world.



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Jade.I.AmThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 1, 2013 at 2:39 pm:
yeah, i kinda don't understand this ;) but it made me think!
 
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