BlackA Poem by Angels heartWhat the color means to me
Black, the color of the middle of my heart, burned into my soul. Can you see it? Have you noticed. The feeling is being pushed into a pit, people around laugh at you, no help is welcomed. The only contact I know is betrayal. Help. HELP. screams erupt, unheard.
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3 Reviews Added on March 20, 2014 Last Updated on March 20, 2014 AuthorAngels heartPlatte city, MOAboutEvery chance I get I love to write read and draw. Also, even in the middle of class, I HAVE to write down an idea if I get one. I love to dabble in all sorts of things. Enjoy my writing and please lea.. more..Writing
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