Shame Provoked secrecy Poems

Hung in the beat between the butterflies wings
The angel of the shadows comes down and sings.

Tragically beautiful was her eerie song,
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How must one compose what’s really in their head,
I hear screaming from a distant past of mourners around her bed.
Pushed back into the shadows,
cast aside like a dripping filthy cloth,
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When the folds of the mattress come to get you at night
You know it’s time to live outside your head
When you constantly think that people judge what you do
You try not to care instead
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I want to be a musician
I’ve got the music in my head,
I want to play the piano
And let the chords explain what I said
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Silence engulfs her once screaming night
She sits biting at the withered skin that gathers around the edges of her nails
Shards of icy tingles haunt her spine while she reflects upon her past
Her legs shake when she gets nervous so she digs her teeth hard into her tongue to focus on something else.
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Squeeze the hope and life out of me like a sponge,
Contort my hope and any self worth I have left,
Make me feel small and brittle with your judgmental eyes
Snarl at me with your decomposing stuck on fake twisted little grin.
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A stale, crinkled mask etches its thinly veiled smile onto her face,
A twisted gurn mirages itself onto her porcelain skin, cracking the ugly old stone grimace that lives underneath.

'How are you? ' asks the mask with a bubbly hop, skip and bloody jump
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