HospitalA Poem by Chesney W.Hospital, so clean. But death screams through the scent.
Many lives saved, many lives lost.
Life and death.
The place of birth, with deathly ghosts lurking around the corner.
Too much to handle.
When you think hospital, you think health and help, but there is also sickness and weakness.
Weapons in disguise.
Help, but danger.
© 2012 Chesney W. |
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3 Reviews Added on May 3, 2012 Last Updated on May 3, 2012 AuthorChesney W.Grove Hill, ALAboutHello, I'm Chesney Wilkerson. I'm 22 and happily married to my best friend. Most of the writings here are stuff from high school, so ignore the immaturity of it all. I went through quite a lot while I.. more..Writing
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