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Shattered

Fist breaking through the glass
Shattered remnants of my past
Little pieces falling down
Steady crying on the ground
Screaming for a small release
Begging, pleading to be free
Bottled anger broken through
Nothing left for me to lose

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  • saretyuiop
    April 16, 2008

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    Screaming for a small release
    Begging, pleading to be free

    I love this part, it spoke to me the most. As hopeless as the poem sounds, I know you better then that.


  • newnoakua
    March 24, 2008

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    Wow, this is great. I love your rhyme work and how you get the hopeless feeling across.

    Great work!