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trauma
it stays in the back of my head
and it slowly makes its way to my ears.
it gently whispers the memories
i tried ever so much to erase.
trauma
trauma
trauma
it has me in this
this world of
this feeling of
this place i cant release.
this undefying
this deafening feeling
of fake remorse
trauma the world is in.
the feeling cant be released
that whispering voice makes
its way to my eyes
not letting me forget
showing me the refelection
of the mask
that is being used.
trauma filled insights
gone awry
gone further
making its way to the front of my brain
making itself known
to be not really there
and it slowly makes its way to my ears.
it gently whispers the memories
i tried ever so much to erase.
trauma
trauma
trauma
it has me in this
this world of
this feeling of
this place i cant release.
this undefying
this deafening feeling
of fake remorse
trauma the world is in.
the feeling cant be released
that whispering voice makes
its way to my eyes
not letting me forget
showing me the refelection
of the mask
that is being used.
trauma filled insights
gone awry
gone further
making its way to the front of my brain
making itself known
to be not really there
Published 28th Dec 2011
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28th Dec 2011 5:18am
Sometimes repitition isn't better...
Also "making itself known
to be not really there"
Doesn't quite sound right.
Tweak a little bit rearrange and maybe take out some words and this could be really grand.
Also "making itself known
to be not really there"
Doesn't quite sound right.
Tweak a little bit rearrange and maybe take out some words and this could be really grand.
