BROKEN She sat there, burning in her loneliness With a hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach They made her feel worthless, weak and weary She tried to hold on to her last thread of sanity Letting her tears fall freely, For all those days of silent suffering She was broken and nobody could fix her. ( this is an original #poem which I can proudly say, was luckily chosen to be published in a book for young writers )
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