Faulkner kayla Poems

The smell of fakes picks at my brain
i never wanted to be here
yet here i stand
hurry it up already
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Have i recieved clean judgement
the back of fates hand on a bruised cheek
is this all i have to hold on to
or is there more to be obtained
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To lie without emotion
feeling absence other than loneliness
the tides of life are past me
my dreams have withered to dust
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This secluded structure of non-existance
traps me from the beckoning realms of reality
I am overwhelmed in true darkness
i have lost all that leads me
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Bouncing color contrasts flutter in my head
eating sorrow
demolishing harsh memories
leaving me in the moment
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These warriors gaurd my feet
hold me steady
let me run
I throw them around like little nothings
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Don't wander to far
you might get lost in the chaos
gaurd your heart with a shield of steel
encage your spirit and throw away the key
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I make this unwilling souls decisions
stop trying to claim the name of man
shut up
grow
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