Dream.
White cotton softens my fall,
Clouds without esteem.
I crawl.
Finding reason with submission.
Hands wrapping broken knees.
Jaw shattering the position.
I'm scared to freeze.
Scared (first poem in a long time)
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Scared (first poem in a long time)
Why is it that we, the mutes, cannot express our malcontent?
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PissedOffPoet - Almost Emo
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