Your thoughts are foul
Keep them at bay
Just bite your tongue,
Learn what to say
You see the outcome
Vicious cycles
Robbing you
The chance to smile
Designed to keep you
At your worst
For generations
You’ve been cursed
Innocence
Can’t be reclaimed
While unaware
Of who’s to blame
You search for answers
None are true
But still
They chip away at you
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Author:
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