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Room
Author:
M. S. Curoe PM
This was written when I was bored in Art class...I have no idea what happened. {cough}
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Drama - Words: 45 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-22-06 - id: 2250608
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Clothes in shreds,

dolls on the floor.

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Glass on the bed,

an unhinged door.

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This is my room,

bloody hands clench.

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Grabbing a broom,

sweep up the stench.

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No one can see,

what depression has wraught.

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How broken is me,

I've never been caught.

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