My Own Poem by uder pressure

My Own



along the dark
broken four years
ago or more
but only four i've noticed

Emotions play
the part of the act
ress who only plays
the parts

People come
and go the people
who stayed
sometimes seem true
but really only fake
to me

My love runs away
from me along
a road of quiet
undisturbed peace
afraid of being
broken

Words come
in out
head is screaming
while lips weren't
moving.

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