The MarkA Poem by Alicia HirsheyOne little mark
Easy to bare Who in their mind Would even care Tempest flooding My mind growing grim Throwing away thoughts Mere memories of him Flood gates open Release the tears That now flood Catching the image Covered in blood Hide behind the smiles From truths I dare not see Fighting daily Trying to stay free © 2011 Alicia HirsheyReviews
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