2011A Poem by Tim PiotrowiczAn old compilation of words to describe a moment of my life.The thoughts were surrounding his mind in a fevered pitch of screams and cries. He wanted out, but feared the worst, his family lost and his heart would hurt. With clenched fists he yelled inside with silent lips he looked like you and I. But those who knew him prayed and stood along his side. The choice to wait, the choice to lie, or to tell the truth and want to die. © 2015 Tim PiotrowiczReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 24, 2015 Last Updated on October 24, 2015 AuthorTim PiotrowiczNMAboutI enjoy exploring worlds that others create and I love to create worlds of my own. I am a young writer that has a rough past of trauma, fear, doctors, and medicines but is looking forward to a bright.. more..Writing
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