The Heartbroken Mind

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heartbreak love pain poetry questions teenfiction thoughtsandfeelings

Love is a lie.
Love is pain.
Heartbreak and agony
Felt in vain.


A beginner trying to portray a Story through poetry.

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heartbreak love pain poetry questions teenfiction thoughtsandfeelings

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I whispered that I'd be good, Swallowed my screams and wrote instead. So I wished to be amongst them and be understood, I decided that even as a corpse I wouldn't be dead.

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The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

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