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- Trapped -
Trapped in a dark wrecked room, it wasn't her body, and it wasn't her soul. It was her thoughts that pounded furiously through every corner of the room, bouncing back into millions of shards and tearing her up into pieces.
She was breaking, and the fault is in herself; inside her mind, that was occupied with gut-wrenching thoughts.
She searches for the people who told her they loved her, but they never showed up. And she waited. She waited longer and breathed in the piercing pain of the cuts her pieces made. She waited forever for them, but they never showed up.
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PoetryFeatured on the Wattpad Anthologies Profile. @WattpadAnthologies As the clock ticks, the pen on her hand taps rhythmically to the words in her head. Her finger runs through the cover of the journal, and her mind goes on a trip to memory lane, bringi...
