Emma Sinclair Biography

Shock rocks through me like shattered ice
It hasn't sank in yet
My throat is beating with my heart
The pain pulsing from my chest through my body
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Why do I feel so unwanted
in a place I feel at home?
Why don't they want me?
Can they hear the screams of self doubt?
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Quite bright they were the first time I saw them
Different colours combined to look like magic
No matter what I will always look up to him
And that's just because of the height
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The cool breeze drifts in from the window
The stew is bubbling in the pot as the fire crackles
I'm wrapped in my blanket beside the fire
Reading my favourite book
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I never loved your mother

and I never wanted you.
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