BROKEN

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 Locked inside a prison cell

Long lost, but buried still

Came beside the painted wall

That covered her when she was young

Never tell her what you see

Cause she was lost and colorblind


She decided to walk away

But she wanted to stay alive

Dark day and the sleepless nights

Grumpy mornings, endless fights

Lost the color of her life

But was the paint for her friends



No one really knew her still

Broken was her soul inside

She was learning to pretend

Perfect was her broken life

And no one tried to understand

The pain behind her little smile



Comments

  1. Hαяι Gσνιиd26 March 2021 at 10:26

    Damn nice bro ❣️��. Keep going ��

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  2. Theresa C Sunil26 March 2021 at 13:46

    👏👏🤝

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  3. Unknown26 March 2021 at 14:59

    Woow, it's a paining truth u've beautifully laid out. Many girls even boys go through this especially in their teens. If only people understood and tried to help them out😤 there might have been many alive who lost their hope and eventually their lives.Hats off 🙇‍♀️👍

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    1. Sandy26 March 2021 at 19:25

      As a teen I have come across this situation. It really hurts to know that these issues are not given much importance. And thank you very much for your support. Hope you've a great day ahead.

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  4. JVK11 April 2021 at 23:46

    Great work sis...Keep Going...

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  5. Joyal jo9 June 2023 at 19:09

    Wowowowwwwwwww

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