she wore a dark black expression
this became her only description
this was how she started
to fight of the saddened glares
that often came her way
'i don't need any sympathy', she thought to herself
all she wanted was a darkened silence
just like the dead
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anonymous writings
Poetryhere are some ideas that scribble down when in a lecture, enjoy ;) i dont really understand the structure of proper poetry but many acknowledged this as a form of poetry
