Hannah Rose

Let the shadows bleed.
They yearn for day,
Or any way, to heal under the light.
But chained they are.
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Her eyes are black and empty
Showing no entry
Or clue
To what is tearing apart her soul
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I am a monster feigning emotions
And his pain awakens mine with sharp steal
I filtered my words to rid commotion
And he says it is normal to not feel
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Can’t you tell?
Can’t you see?
Or is it me
Am I blind?
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An innocent soul does now know what they miss
And when they discover it they feel bliss
Until they discover the dark of night
And that bliss comes with a price
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I don’t know what to do
Blind yourself
Blind yourself
Distractions
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Rip apart
The pieces that were never there slip through my fingers
I don’t bleed
I don’t cry
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