It wasn't a rumour.
It was an opinion.
An opinion that they
Agreed on.
She told four people.
Four people
She trusted with
Her life.
Four that she knew
Would let her
Tell her
Herself.
Because
She was going
To tell
Her.
But she was
Scared.
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Poetry of a broken heart
Poetry[COMPLETE] Poems of a girl. Poems of a sad girl. Poems of a sad girl who needs to find the will to live a little longer. Even if that implies sharing her thoughts with the world. Even if the world won't listen, she'll keep shouting for help. (P...
