The Artist Within, Poems and Stories
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Shut Down
She wraps circles around me,
With her words
And everytime her speech occurs
My voice trembles and it slurs
So I start to go insane,
Cause all I feel is pain,
But in the end,
Only I am left to blame.
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