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Ashes to Ashes

Dont even try to shove your lies down my throat;
My mouth is already full broken promises;
And It hurts so bad, Im almost hoping that I'll choke;
I wish that I could run, but I can't even walk;
Not with their claws, sunk deep into my back;
Maybe I could scream for help;
If only I had someone's name to call;
I dont think I can stay sane;
Not with your spies crawling up the walls;
By Lillian Marylynne Anne Olin.
Poem by B L E E DItout