She sat alone,
Alone at home,
Where her screams were silent,
But her mind was violent,
Her insecurities hid deep inside,
And they did indeed eat her alive,
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Depressing Feelings
PoetryJust a bunch of my depressing thoughts and things that I feel. Pain
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She sat alone,
Alone at home,
Where her screams were silent,
But her mind was violent,
Her insecurities hid deep inside,
And they did indeed eat her alive,
