"I lit a match,
fused by the tone of my voice.
Sometimes words must die.
Like the words that come out your mouth.
Do you like listening to yourself speak?I mean of course you do.
You speak without thinking.
I feel the roots of the
effect coming forth.
This is not the person I want to be.I feel a new high.
Every lie has some truth
Like I've gone blind to the fact of the matter.I know this is not how it works.
It was supposed to be
shame on you and
not me.
I guess thought wrong as I'm handcuffed to silence ."
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Starry-Eyed Verses
Poetry"I'm not saying that I'm romanticizing my life. How can I make something better when I like it , the way it is." My first ever poem collection. Basically random poems about random people. Not a single one of is about me. Cover by @Lady-Emerald Also...