A voice inside told me to
Take my pain and hold it in
To Hold it in and let die
Let it die and let it die
Hold it in and let it die down
Till its gone deep inside
Never to hurt ever again
Little did they know
It hurt more instead
All that pain left inside
Not expressed or let out
Well it Was the death of me
This is more of a song that I'm writing. It's a work in progress but this is just some of what I've written not really sure if I like it or not. I might revise and change it later.
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Flowers Under My Skin
PoetryA series of original short poems written through my perspective.
