Broken people scattered all over the floor.
What has the world come to.
Covered in dust, forgetting what's more and only thinking about lust, and what about trust?
That we give one another, while we have knifes in our backs.
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PoetryThis is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxi...
