Poetry & Art by Katie 1/17/2012 written by Katie 1/17/2012 Reaching Out For Help, But Nobody Grabs Your Hands. Wanting Somebody To Care, But People Pass By. They Stare, Watch You Cry, Watch You Break- Piece By Piece As They Stare, They Whisper, “At Least Its Not Me†1 comment 0 Email Related posts coming to terms with my end, and abandoning... 11/1/2024 every night 10/30/2024 A poem I wrote 8/5/2024 Fallen Warrior 7/6/2024 Deepest betrayal 1/17/2024 Year review 1/8/2024 Future is predictableeeee 11/10/2023 9/22/2023 Levitating 9/20/2023 There is no meaning of life 9/15/2023 1 comment Joshy 1/18/2012 - 3:41 am Beautiful. 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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Beautiful.