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It's my turn now.

I can't do this anymore,
Feeling the way that I do.
I can't take this shit anymore,
My world has come unglued.
Hell is peeking, rising fast,
How're you?
Forget I asked.
Burning alive now
A feeling inside me
Too much to hide
I have to let it out some how...
...Scream until my lungs bleed,
Sing until my chords give out,
Write until my ink is gone
and the paper fades away.
Cry until my tears dry up (Well they already have).
So let this cliche' poem of fear and angst
be a lesson.
With my pen I am a wizard,
I go wherever my imagination takes me.
I can travel the world,
Solve any problem...
...Maybe I can help you too, if you'll let me...
Written by LyssaMassacre (Lyssa Faith)
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