To Be Heard.

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you called for help.

only, sounds didn't escape your mouth.

intead they dripped down your arm

screaming in violent shades of red and pink.

wishing somene would stare a little longer

into those void eyes of yours, to

decode such a well kept secret.

exposing it, and your torn flesh.

using soft, pepper kisses as bandages

urging them to heal.

along with the tears in your soul.

 

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savigirl14

wow this poem just sent chills up my spine. Its powerful but haunting at the same time which is why I love this. Please read my poems and tell me what you think.

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