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mockingbird

      
dead mockingbirds in my pockets      
hold secrets and lies      
I turn the key and lock the door
so prying eyes can't peep me      
      
peeling fingernails back one by one
is holding tight to my diaries      
midnights deceive      
say it will be alright      
     
I block out the cowboy      
slick Rick talking sideways      
enter denial the promised land      
     
glory, glory, hallelujah      
don't talk      
say your prayers      
and hope no one sees your sin      
     
the hawk lay witness to my ugliness  
whispered hush girl      
don't tell a soul      
     
rivers of confessions flood me      
but there is no God to save      
confusion and duress are my robes      
     
sanity snaps      
I take sanctuary inside the madness      
     
     
 
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 4th Apr 2019
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