Syc Katt Poems

twisting turning
thougths are burning
soinning spinning round and round
suddenly shes on the ground
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running here and there
through empty passages in the mind
looking for someone fair
i cannot seem to find
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It's a part of me
that doesn't want to be free
a little voice in my head
wishing i were socialy dead
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Non amour …I whisper thinking of you
Knowing in my heart that these words are not true

But they keep me from breaking down and yelling at you
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tears of mine
cleanse my mind
set me free
let me be
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deep down in my heart
all i want to do is scream
rip the world apart
watch it bleed dry and crumble
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the thoughts are changing
too damn fast, mind has altered
perfect now he seems
flaws hidden to deep to find
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