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Shell

i donít know how to tell anyone.
Frazzled.

This day feels exactly as the previous.
Monotony.

i perform to everyoneís expectations.
Puppet.

 The promises and sorryís and never going to happen againís.
Contrition.

i believed them over and over. Stupid.

The emptiness behind the words pounds loudly in my head.
Ache.

i wish them to be true.
Fool.

There are no more prayers to pray.
Silence.

i will miss what iíd hoped i had.
????????.

Then, maybe, peace of mind. Sshhh.

i canít feel anything. i canít feel anything, why canít i feel anything?
Nothing.

When life hands you lemons make lemonade.
Squeeze.

i taste crap lemonade.
Ick.

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Honoria
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