Me
The shape of you hand is all I see
black and blue is all on me
when confronted I get confused
because I am ashamed to say that I get abused
my friends are worried for my life but I all I do is pray through the night
i hope that I will never lose my sight
if that shall go so shall my faith and what I say
i will only have one more day
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Mailayasia Cheyenne Tyler
Hey ! I am Mailayasia or Asia for short. I am super sweet, bubbly, and super outgoing.... I love writing, drawing, and dancing these things are how I express myself. I don't judge. I love reading others poem because it motivates me to write a better one.
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