When she was bored, she would think
lost in her thoughts, no where to be found
like a train wreck, she often described
only she was in the train and nobody cried,
she didn't even believe the things they said.
stop,
stop,
STOP!
she cried but the only ones that could hear her were the voices inside
trapped in an echo chamber, no where it hide.
-eight
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