Color Challenge: Indigo Saturday Poetry | Cycles

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I suppose it’s a bit of a freeing feeling to say whatever you want
Knowing that no one is listening
Knowing that nobody cares

I’m spread so thin that there’s nothing within left to give
And the cycle begins
A silent scream as I bleed everything that they fail to see
Because I’m paralyzed within

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