In a classroom full of laughter
Loud and bright
Sits a soul empty trying to fight
A war with herself
Where she can hear her own heart sinking
Heavy and loud a battlefield
Full of unshed tears
And untold tales
Hurt and wrath piled up in a case
Screaming and crying within herself
Restless her ears listen to the giggles
With a knife in her heart
And one in the back
Trying to hold her tears
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" Whispers from the Depths"
PoetryLips can't pour out all the deep thoughts of a heart but words can " Whispers from the Depths" is a collection of poems where the deepest of thoughts are let lose. its something that anyone could connect to. The motive is to assure the reader that...
