MiChaela Giles

There is an emptyness deep in my soul,
It gets larger and larger as life goes,
It's like a poison slowly ripping me apart,
Carefully burning my soul, agony filling my heart,
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Sorrow is the bill collector knocking on a mother's door,
It sounds like the organ playing at a funeral,
It tastes like the guilt of a murder,
It smells like the layer of an onion,
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I feel like my heart is a marionette,
You can pull a string and I feel what you want me to,
At times, it's so amazing words need to be invented to describe the sensations,
Some days fly by with the joy you give me,
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A cool breeze glides across - the air comes to a sudden hault,
The bright clashing of the clouds alarm all,
The whip-like flash brings the tree to its knees,
As the breeze picks up, the shudders smite the house's fragile panels,
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Crying crimson tears,
Platinum against flaky rust,
Crystal shards on the muddy concrete,
The sizzle of holy water on a demon's epidermis,
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