There's a thousand people around
Yet none hear the silent screams
Of torture self-inflicted
Of a wound left bleeding
Running fast as the river
Until the lifeless shell hits the floor
-A.S
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Another Tragic Story
PoesiaA collection of the thoughts and feelings I'm too afraid to share. These words are things I see, hear, taste, and feel. These are the words of my life on a page, this is the tragedy I see.
