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All is quiet
Or is it?
Her thoughts are swirling
Down, down, down
Through a spiral
The words that were said
The words that have been whispered
Swirling like a turnado
To others she is alone
But she will always be accompanied by her thoughts
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YOU ARE READING
• wilting & blooming •
PoetryA bunch of coming of age poems from my middle school to high school life explaining my biggest traumas, to my happiest moments. • completed • #29 in haiku