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Her Pain
It felt like she wanted to
She wanted to reach out
To tell someone about her cuts
scarred under the deepest of veins
her wounded heart
her desolated soul
that weeps it all inside.
But she was still afraid
That even the ones she trust
would not understand her frailty.
She wanted to reach out
To tell someone about her cuts
scarred under the deepest of veins
her wounded heart
her desolated soul
that weeps it all inside.
But she was still afraid
That even the ones she trust
would not understand her frailty.
Published 10th Mar 2020
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10th Mar 2020 5:18am
10th Mar 2020 6:06am
Words on the page doesn't build trust. I don't know what school u went to. Every poem on here is a leak in someone's boat.
Remember that. In fact ill write a poem about it. Then again maybe I won't.
Remember that. In fact ill write a poem about it. Then again maybe I won't.
10th Mar 2020 3:27pm
Im not sure what you mean. But this poem is my experience with one of my closest friends who've went through depression when her dad passed away.
