Limitations.
They speak louder than words.
In your actions.
We may as well use swords.
We cut to the throat.
We go for the kill.
If it hurts them,
Who even really cares?
We’re still doing fine.
Broken dreams,
Empty hopes.
This is the product of our game.
We slice away,
Provoke the fall.
The words you say,
Don’t matter at all.
It would take more than you want to know.
To bring us back to a safe place.
To bring us back to where
It all began.
We all say things that
We don’t mean and
We just wish that we could take back.
Bring us to our knees;
Let us see our hearts.
We’ve become a disease
That makes us fall to parts.

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About Robin Elizabeth

My name is Robin Elizabeth and I'm 21. I do not create with my own ability, but with the gift God has given me.

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