Broken
I thought I'll survive, no matter what,in this world full of lies, Until I knew what life had in store for me, Were none other than silent,painful cries. I knew life had a way of itself, With twists, turns and encounters unaccounted for, But never did I come across one, Whom I found myself caring for. Hatred, wrath and guilt, were all that I could feel, Until the day she came, And my guilty heart did she steal. I felt as if I were being broken- Broken, changed and moulded into someone who wasn't me, For I knew the real me wouldn't ever expect, Even if that was the last thing left to be. My mind and heart, chose their own different paths, Screaming in silence, I disappeared, Into a wilderness of thoughts and lies, From which I could never return I feared. Blinded by love, I chose the path which my heart desired, But little knowledge did I have about the world, When one day she disappeared. Promises were broken, ties were cut; Lies were revealed, And my heart was shut. Nothing was visible to me, Except the old, faded picture of us, Before I felt my heart shatter, Into countless shards of broken glass.
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Karima
Wow so touching .... love it
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Beatrice
It's great
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Natalia Cunningham
Holyy Love!😍
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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