No soul accepts a torn rose,
A body on Panadol's 5th dose;
She thought of good days as they said,
But too many falls, her heart laid dead.
Her horror-filled nights trynna get back,
Flash-backed to the dark-pit-less shacks.
Honesty and Truth she felt so rare like rain,
Cause once broken, never can be put back again.
"they'll never understand" she'd fear,
With some rare souls she'd hold dear;
Abandon again she felt at one's goodbye,
Complicated, her mind taught itself
"Everything was a lie."
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Infinite Mind|✔
PoetryThis holds the roller coaster thoughts of a teenage girl going through life at her own pace... - I wrote these fragments when I was in Highschool so lets be kind and show some love to this child's work. Not editing what so ever. I hope you like some...
