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A Broken Poet
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A Broken Poet
will
hate
school
love
high
lie
day
life
heart
time
tears
heartbreak
call
hear
left
lost
best
child
lose
mind
blocked
moment
broken
good
pain
listen
talk
happy
book
wonder
feel
people
poet
burnt
misses
stopped
remember
leaving
smile
likes
cover
writing
support
girl
forever
disease
music
loved
eyes
walk
answer
throw
friendship
drugs
night
caring
write
poems
hand
touch
grandpa
times
damage
betrayed
memory
liar
grief
pretty
safe
felt
needed
person
untitled
year
friends
swallowed
hurts
bestie
armor
song
action
saddest
ends
lightly
january
family
making
swing
mute
hold
grieving
pass
young
beat
push
knight
ease
wipe
daddy
repeat
knife
relatable
killed
front
formed
hide
class
started
damaged
malicious
save
sick
scars
sad
turn
sobs
walks
wrist
supposed
inside
wanted
infected
days
bruises
better
repair
putting
invisibility
dance
human
months
friday
watch
screams
edges
keep
caused
agree
allowed
pools
deafening
cry
running
connecting
necessity
laugh
eye
thousands
bring
security
future
fingers
blanket
porch
pick
absolute
danced
horrid
brain
truth
drown
hurt
choice
bravery
emotions
head
kind
voice
interrupt
endless
happiness
dull
meant
age
release
mistakes
funny
happening
leave
played
rest
demons
blade
hallway
innocence
isolated
room
worst
tired
small
suddenly
find
tormenting
fight
trust
strings
coarse
refuses
wait
happen
fact
shade
refusing
lighter
rid
help
molested
crying
break
devours
beg
father
smack
tear
stupid
laughter
friend
beautiful
hall
isolation
memories
depends
forgot
start
shut
body
three
lies
ground
thought
boring
unnoticeable
wrong
battlefield
told
skinny
smoke
corner
ripped
alcohol
leaves
laughs
road
ruined
upside
lied
cheeks
death
shining
live
dying
screaming
understand
ears
nicotine
submerge
monday
everyday
grandfather
lot
street
bleeds
crashing
trusting
poem
consumes
skip
cackles
glances
feeling
disappointing