This piece of paper
Brings back the pain
The hateful memories I pushed away
Brought back in a single day

Forming questions in to words
String them though all the cords

Moving along
Like a on going sad song
Bouncing my head like a ball in a game of ping-pong

She doesn’t understand
She wants everything to follow her mighty plane
She doesn’t care
She just wants to stare
And watch her plane be distorted
Because I became a void.

 
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