becca hansen Poems

the colors of the black and white screen
the hush of the lions roar
the joy of a horrific scream
the bang of a gently creaking door
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why did you have to change
go the total opposite direction
why did you have to lie
just to maintain protection
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i needed you
my world revolved around you
you were everything i wanted and more
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in my life i have two lists.
one: things i dont miss
two: things i DO miss
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im tired of feeling like this
trying to stay all bottled up..
convincing myself im happy
when im not
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I am curios and helpful
I am the mountains in the distance
I am the crash of symbals hitting the floor
I am a spirit, wandering in and out freely
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there was a time
when life was rough
there was a time
when i thought that they were enough
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i feel sick and worn
torn, left alone
don't want to be
me, dont want to shw
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as i sit here
in this room all to myself
just thinking all alone
about how ive got no one else
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