Silent Scream
And in the silent night i poured all of my emotions out into an ear splitting screech. it was a scream so powerful it could bring a deaf man to his knees. Following those siren-like sound waves was total destruction. it was so powerful and pain-filled it could've left the whole world in ruins...so it felt...and yet, no one heard me..
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I'm just another kid who's trying to figure out who I am. Poetry is one of my ways of expressing myself. I love any form of art. Art is my passion and it defines my personality.I use art as a form of release. Releasing emotions, thoughts, things that have happened in my past, everything. This is how i cope, whenever I'm writing or drawing, I completely lose track of what's happening around me and it's peaceful.
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