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Here I am again,

Lost in the tragedy

Of another lost feeling

Numb unlovely shell.



Desperate, cold

Though I hate to admit it

Lonely and quiet

My naivete holds me back.



Immature child

Lost in her head

Empty inside

Because I don’t know what to feel.



Repetitive poetry

My only escape

Not even halfway descent

My muddled thoughts



On paper

Mixed and mashed together

My fingers on the keyboard

Holding a pen



Ink bleeding

Paper in pain

Because it has to hold

Ludicrous and pointless words