MY LITTLE TORTURE ROOM

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
All we do is hide the torn bits of us,maintaining the smile but having a troubled heart

Submitted: July 24, 2014

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Sometimes its not the pain, its something u know not, That which intimidates u, Makes u afraid,bitter and tears u,

It terrifies the heart, Makes u a little crazy, You become wild, It makes you worry,

Its that thing you hide, Never letting anyone see, not even the ones we love, Those we share everything with,

It constantly reminds of hurt, A past with tears, Todays of wondering why you, Tomorrows of doubting whether you will make it,

It bites more than any insect bite, It stings more than a scorpion sting, Hurts than any dog bite. Its goin to be there, It will always wake you up, It will mek you sleep, Its going to steal your joy, Until you let someone see, Your little room of torture.


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