My words are pouring profusely.
I cannot think.
I cannot eat.
Barely breathe.
It's like feeling numb, without feeling anything regardless.
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Shattered and torn.
A broken porcelain doll.
A million pieces spread upon the gravel.
Dust and glass, broken beyond repair.
A smile lingers amongst an empty eye.
Thoughts are ceased, and nothing remains.
About Me
- Elocrocker
- Words are powerful things. Whether the story is written for entertainment, educational, or for personal/psychological reasons, all words can leave an impact upon someone else's life.
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