N/AA Poem by Shannon McRobertsJust another quick poem
The best torture is having shards of broken dreams~
crammed under my skin. They lay there inflaming an already broken soul. Mocking~ Scratching~ Burning. Tearing away at remaining dreams~ until there is only apathy.
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StatsAuthorShannon McRobertsAboutI am an author, artist, poet, gamer, mother, book reviewer, graphic dabbler, and sometimes mechanic. more..Writing
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