A Silent Scream
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"A Silent Scream" is a poem written by myself, Aurora
is all about the stressful phase every student has to suffer throughout their time in school.
We all hate the pressure we get cause of the digits on a papers cause that decides our future. Sometimes it feels unfair and depressing to most of us and hence maybe my poem will help u cope like it helped me cope...
I believe hopefully, at the end its all worth it.
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🚩WARNINGS : signs of discomfort/ stress and other trigger warnings.
Read at your own risk. If you feel uneasy reading feel free to skip...!
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To all my babes suffering , I wish you all the very best going forward..
Don't give up yet you're a champion
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If you don't know me... Heyyyy I'm Aurora :3
I'm an amateur writer who found a passion to writing in the recent years..
more passion towards poetry than stories though I want to make stories
I'm not good enough for that hehe :D ..
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This is the first poem that I'm publishing hope y'all like it :3
check out my other works too if you liked this one
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with love
~Aurora
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cover photo isn't mine obviously its from Pinterest https://pin.it/2sxEDgGeL and the font is from canva but
the poem is my original creation so pls gimme the credit i deserve :)
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