S T R I D E N T

S T R I D E N T

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I stare blankly at the wall I heard a screaming call I saw a broken heart And i saw a shattered soul And as I stare blankly at the wall The screaming call, the broken heart, the shattered soul Was mine after all... --------- Collection of poems conveying the soul and mind of a girl. *not much really :D
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Maybe you don't know it yet, maybe you haven't noticed it, maybe you haven't felt it. But all of us, are broken somewhere on the inside. We've all been sad at one point or another, or depressed, or lonely. We've all been broken. ______________ Just a collection of short stories and poems by a sad teenager.

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