![]() Little SliverA Poem by Glorious GregoriusEyes of onyx on me they blame Oh so very much are they pained Accusing, every ounce I've earned Deep into the soul do they burn Try to push a strand from your face "No" you say and draw back, almost a cringe So sad, that I no longer know my place So damned, I fear I'm coming unhinged All I have is this tiny little sliver Simply holding it, my blood runs like a river I try to let go, but wake gripping it tighter Little sliver gives me hope for days brighter
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Added on February 9, 2015 Last Updated on February 9, 2015 Author
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