Mallory Horne Poems

Bottling up my emotions every single day,
Feeling so numb, that I don't feel real.
Rehursing and praciting the things I would say.
While living dead inside it's hard to deal.
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Scars of tommorow,
Bruises of today,
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The poor man walks,
And is happy with life.
The rich man stalks,
For he can’t even trust his wife.
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Strenghth is what is desired,

It comes from deep within,
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Say something. Say anything.
Say you are sorry. Say you didn't mean to.
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There is a meaning to the way of my words,
Just listen and for once he'll be heard,
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People say I'm strange,
That I need to change,
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The tears dropp down my oversized cheeks,
I haven't been home in weeks,
I'm stuck here in this institution,
I knew when I had the chance I should've run.
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Her eyes move down my body,
My lips move down her neck,
She will look forever and only see,
The reason she would only give me a peck.
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Anger fills my body,
I can't help but hate me,
As I clench my fists in rage,
Nothing can help at this stage.
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