Poetry & Art Ok On The Outside.. by Silent Screamer 4/13/2011 written by Silent Screamer 4/13/2011 Not caring what happened anymore. Her legs gave out. And as her, scarred up body, hit the floor. She remained unscaved. But her heart, was torn into a million pieces. Her heart with scars of course. 1 comment 0 Email Related posts The More I Study People, the More Pessimistic... 7/22/2025 Going Nowhere 4/18/2025 My Sexuality Scares Me 4/17/2025 The Promise (of something) 4/15/2025 – 3/29/2025 Father Trauma 3/19/2025 Just waiting 12/13/2024 coming to terms with my end, and abandoning... 11/1/2024 every night 10/30/2024 A poem I wrote 8/5/2024 1 comment che 4/13/2011 - 8:23 pm a thousand scars, a thousand marks grown stronger, a thousand fall, a thousand practices to get up again, a thousand pieces, a thousand bits of heart to share. Log in to Reply Leave a Comment Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.Subscribe to comments: Don't subscribe All new comments Replies to my comments Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting.
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a thousand scars,
a thousand marks grown stronger,
a thousand fall,
a thousand practices to get up again,
a thousand pieces,
a thousand bits of heart to share.