So many tears beckoned through the haunting,
Crude words carry the days of taunting,
How I'd pretended I didn't hear their painful words,
Only now realising their claims were absurd,
Only now realising I could have stood tall,
Learning now that I shouldn't have hid in the halls,
Determined to stay out of their paths,
Avoiding the bruises delivered from their grasp,
Yet now they have not a success to their name,
School days were spent torturing me in vain.
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Hi my name's Shaheena, or shapeenur, whatever floats your boat, whatever grinds your h- I mean. Yeah. Whatever floats your boat. I've recently been described as a 'social recluse' while in a social situation, so. I like, no, love writing, I particularly LOVE writing and reading poetry; I'd really appreciate if you checked out any of my works. :).
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