and i'm such a mess, just such a wreck
and half the things i feel
are everything that i cant say
in fear of another day
wasted in pain
im buzzing about, and im looking so sane
but my coats on the floor
as i stand in the rain
and i jumped on the back
of a broken down train
you can see through my window pane
i dont have time to pick up the mess
you can see it all when im looking to dress
but my clothes are all wrinkled
im looking so poor
but i think it all leaves when i walk out the door
cause i cant even think now, how to spend these days
cause the ground is moving underneath my feet
but i'm not not going any way
this is how i will stay
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omg you asked who was good at poetry well dang girl your good at poetry i love this piece bravo bravo encoure plz do not stop writing
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It's very nice to see how your feeling sometimes through poetry, because though your such an amazing person, you don't like to express your feelings much!
Another great piece of writing from you Regina
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