Roots

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I am empty

devoid of feelings

wish i didn’t exist

tired of these dealings

 

I can not escape my heart

It works against me with each beating

Turning myself against me

Old wounds never healing

 

It has made me a sort of zombie

An outer shell of my former self

Why can’t I put all of you behind me

Place you back up on the shelf

 

I’ve built this life around me

Built with forced happiness and half truths

Please come back and find me

And help me pull out all these roots

 

 

 

 

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