SHE FELT THE DISTRAUGHT
SOBS RIP THROUGH HER THROAT/
BONES BROKE WITH EACH
SCREAM LEFT IN HER COLD
SOUL AND SHE WANTED TO GO
BELOW HELL AND HURT
HERSELF AND BE DONE WITH
IT ALL
YOU ARE READING
screaming/poetry
Poetrywarning: i am screaming btw im not really an angry person, so updates are sort of really rare. but when im angry, my writing becomes livid. so just btw (art: ?) A.P./@poetic- © all rights reserved
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SHE FELT THE DISTRAUGHT
SOBS RIP THROUGH HER THROAT/
BONES BROKE WITH EACH
SCREAM LEFT IN HER COLD
SOUL AND SHE WANTED TO GO
BELOW HELL AND HURT
HERSELF AND BE DONE WITH
IT ALL
