BulliedA Poem by Britaini GrossWhy should I care about your name? You look new but you’ll be the same. You only serve to destroy and maim, you’re just hiding in a prettier frame. I’ll attempt to show you some kindness, of course. Demons in hell are kinder than the smile you force. The words coming from your mouth are so coarse. By now, I would gladly rid of you with no remorse. There was never a more torturing creature and yet you are painless. You are a murderer with multiple victims, and yet you are stainless. You speak in a maze that you’ll wander forever, for you are aimless. You speak of forever but you’ll be left in the past, you are nameless. © 2015 Britaini GrossReviews
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StatsAuthorBritaini GrossPiedmont, SCAboutI've always loved literature, even when I was too little to read my grandfather enlightened me with poems from around the world. Sylvia Plath is my favorite writer and my idol. I've never published an.. more..Writing
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