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Unheard


(poems go here) They won't listen. No matter how loud I scream, they won't hear. The devil for faces. My breath heavy, can't pace it. Stuck on the inside of those four blockades. Stripped of my identity, pushed in line with the other clones. No, I say. Eyes blood shot red. Thinking space full of webs. Confusion. In two visits, they analyze my whole existence. Lock her up, but keep the key. So much tears, my soul can't see. Please I scream. Body vibrating, hands sweating. Anger. The devils slip me a smile. They know they hold the innocence of my presence, the sanity of my mind. I lost all control. No, they took my control. Taking pride in deciding my fate, sulking in the pain on my face. I said No, I yell. Strapped down and driven to my new hell. Scrambling in what is left of my mind, trying to find where it all began. In two days time, I lost everything that I called mine. My heart, my sanity, me, all gone. In two minutes, piecing together bits and parts. Looking at my creator and seeing how I help destroy her heart. Destination reached. A million questions asked, it hurts to speak. Given a borrowed pillow and a borrowed bed, but all I want is time to clear my head. As I close my eyes and try to relax, I fall deep into my mind's sap. Please, I breathed. Hoping, but knowing no one heard my pleads.
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savigirl14
<p>wow this poem is amazing. There is so much emotion and it really give the feeling of someone being trapped in darkness. Keep writing. Please read my poems and tell me what you think.</p>

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