Ellie Dalton

Feelings mix, don't come out right.
People tend to misunderstand,
then, in the end it comes back to bite.
You fall, nobody gives you a hand.
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If you could have a wish
For something you can't have
Would you sell your soul
For something you don't want?
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Pen, Paper, Amazement.
Disbelief at the magic,
Stories written are tragic.
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Constantly going over claps and counts.
Cold metal slapping my palm.
Anticipation of our performance mounts,
Trying to keep my beating heart calm.
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The twinkle of laughter
like bells in the wind.
Its her I look after
She's never sinned.
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Feelings inside not being let out,
unable to hold back my tears.
Inside my heart, fills up with doubt
yet still, nobody cares?
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Doubt in my abilities,
things you wouldn't know.
Time for your apologies,
Yet, they never show.
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She is the book, the page, a single word,
often judged by what's on the outside.
Sometimes, her meanings blurred,
often missing the bright side.
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