Her stone cold heart that was filled with ice grew to hate as she lived her life. She pushed away until she was alone. There was nowhere else in the world for her to roam.
She walked and walked until she could no more. Her heart breaking as she fell to the floor. She cried and cried and whispered “Why me?”, as she felt her heart stop in her cried pleas.
She wanted to live and see his face, but sadly it was the end of her long sad race.
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Words To No One
PoetryThese are just poems that I have written for years now, but never was able to publish until now. I was in fear of what expressions they would bring to others, but I soon realized it didn't matter because they were words to no one.
