AnotherA Poem by JackieAnother cut, another gash Rip out my guts. Consider me trash
Another swing, another punch
Another sting, gets to be to much Another day, another hour No other way, continues to be sour Nothing else to say, makes you feel empowered Another shot, another stab Everything you got, left on a slab Another cut, another gash Rip out my guts, consider me trash Another day, yet another hour Continue to slay, watch me cower Leave me to suffer continue to be sour Another swing, another punch Another sting get to be much Just keep swinging, thinking' hoping I'll give up June 10th, 2016 © 2016 JackieAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJackieEau claire, WIAboutHello folks I'm 27 Love all music, hardcore gamer, and avid writer. Been writing since I was 15. although feel I've most definitely started a whole new story. Older wiser and and mostly every thing I .. more..Writing
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