TiredA Poem by Rachel HarperDedicated to any woman who has ever been forced to stay in a stressful situation and had to bare it with a smile.She has these feelings tied to a string, With nothing but a rusted charm and an old tarnished ring, She dips her pearls in vinegar every night, And then dangles them around her neck by early morning’s light, The fine china is chipped and cracked straight through, And in the end, there is nothing she can do. © 2014 Rachel Harper |
StatsAuthorRachel HarperSweetwater, TNAboutHi, my name is Rachel. I'm in college majoring in secondary education. I love to write, read, draw, listen to music, play guitar, and travel. I enjoy anything creative. more..Writing
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