her secrets unspoken, by Cheyanne Guajardo
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She slowly sulks up the steep stairs
She swiftly took the sharp blade
She slowly started back down the steep
Stairs
Sitting at the bottom step
She swiftly took the sharp blade
To her skin
She sliced open her wrist
And watched the scarlet seep from her wrist
Onto the stairs
As tears leave her eyes
So does her soul
She shows nobody
Nobody should see her scars
They will take her weakness
Stretch it out
Stab her in the back
With there sharp sarcastic words
Tearing her to shreds
So she must keep her secrets
To stay safe. |
Posted: 2013-03-02 09:22:33 UTC |
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