Amy
Amy is the girl next door, have you ever seen her out?
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hey say she hardly comes back home, but I don't think she have ever really left.
She said she's scared of looking back, but I can tell she still does.
And sometimes she spends countless nights thinking of what if's.
And sometimes she spends countless nights thinking of you.
Amy never left her room tidy, not a suprise her head was a mess.
Once she felt like she was wrong she hid her head under a blanket, maybe it was too much for her, the first time her breath had been taken away.
Vision of going back was always to stop her.
At times like those she used to cling to what she consitered home, I wonder why she never let you in?
She liked to be alone only with company.
She felt dizzy only when you weren't there to make her head spin.
Was she ever more then your whiney doll?
Even though her chest was to explode she only smiled and made her way down, that's all she'll ever give you.
Why did she stood still when you took out her heart?
Would she too if you were to leave her?
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Piece of my mind
PoetrySilly poems where I process my feelings, thoughts or just vent. There won't be any triggering content, if I decide to put it you'll be wearned at the begining. Feel free to interpret them as you want, also if you're comfortable enough share interpre...
