I thought conversations can do the job
Talking might solve the case
I used to talk a lot and thought this would be easy for me too
But it only got harder
I know what you are implying to
Talking might not always save the game
Some people think it to be disrespectful and mean and rude
I stopped talking for a while
They said, they pleaded for words to come out of my mouth
But I forced them back
Never said a word
Because I am a good girl
And good girls are not mean or rude or disrespectful
They are kind, sweet and happy
But I guess I was everything except for the last part
I am not happy
I am not sad
I am nothing.
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Dead Souls She Ones Loved
PoetryThe sky tuned red. The sun sinking deeper into the core of the ocean. The black curling in while the yellow disappeared behind the massive blue. She felt numb, feeling herself deep under water. The dying sun's final rays falling on her reached out h...
