monicacarolinee
chalk dust filled the air as she wrote on her wall. poems slowly filled up the black board, poems about anything and everything her heart desired. nothing to fancy, nothing to impressive, just anything that came to mind. her wall was her diary, her love, her heart and nobody could take that away, not even the close mindedness of her peers, the judgements of her mother, or the screams of her father, this was a way to get away from it all.
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