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This Is What She Thought But Didn't Say
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  • WpView
    Reads 71
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    Votes 15
  • WpPart
    Parts 8
  • WpHistory
    Time 7m
Ongoing, First published Dec 26, 2018
Mature
Thoughts, when put down ,are better explained other than when said orally (at least thoughts about everything and anything).

Sometimes words become so heavy to be breathed out because they carry intense emotions of happiness, anger,remorse, fear,gratitude,suppressed sorrow and even bitterness among others.

I decided to write these poems because I realised this is where I find my pleasure apart from watching horror movies,mainly because they help me get over several emotions. On the other hand though, the poems also are not so disappointing since you might find some of them portraying an outstanding literary beauty (I hope so).

I'm sorry for the many of them that of course capture my feelings huh

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For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.