I will over come

A Poem by Kiari Sabon

Death death o death take my soul torment it so I no longer feel pain of everyday life. Rip the flesh from my bone. Scorch my skin rid me of my sin. Shatter my bones so I can’t defend my keen. But even then you will not win.

© 2011 Kiari Sabon

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Strike the Wolf

Good I like it I can feel the screw you it won't work factor behind the woes thanks for the reviews!

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Added on May 4, 2011
Last Updated on May 10, 2011

Author

Kiari Sabon

morehead, KY

About

Im broken its as simple as that but it seems all writers have seen the darkest and brightest moments being able to capture the hearts of so many. I can't bring myself to talk to those i should but whe.. more..

Writing

Unlovable