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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



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.


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



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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