🔴 [PERIOD] | A 100 Word Story
#355 National Poetry Month - 30 Days 30 Poems
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Scoop my guts out with a shovel— curled up in a fetal position, cry and cry and cry. Scream into my pillow, while the pain grows and grows, and grows. It’s a part of life, to bring life, and be life…
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