the poem of Pain
By nikxi36
Scrapes and bruises Black and blue- ugly too And you weep and your cheap Cry your heart out! The sun will set soon So why do you worry so?! Mental, physical, consciously quizzical You weep and your cheap So cry your heart out because no one is looking anymoreThe poem is supposed to seem like the person who is saying it is recieving the pain through the words, but it's also supposed to bestow pain on the listener. Keep that in mind! ;) Written April 2nd, 2002 © on Apr 02 2002 01:06 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Scrapes and bruises..."