No More Words For Scared Skin

No More Words For Scared Skin

A Poem by PoeticFury
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This was as I like to call free flow

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Black eyes and broken body parts. Equally as painful if it was something mental, or even an emotional broken that has been torn apart.
Human flesh exposed a piece of shoe on their feet.
While on their back is liitle to no clothes.
With little ability to breathe through their lungs much less their nose.
I tried to solve, but never got the answers.
Constant trips to the hospital not knowing if it's a simple cold, or rather a hold of life that is a taker.
We call cancer...
With tears of the youth who may enjoy playing game who wish they can pause their troubles, or at least put it with the help of a remote on mute.
Brains scattered beaten to the core rather you, asian, spanish, red, white, or black not knowing..
Love, hate, determination, and dreaming will, and can put us through all and more. 
Put that on a board and connect the four.
Yet don't get me wrong I do realize some people put on acts.
Others may even lie....
Though the truth is when you see it and it's the real deal don't ask just know why.
People want to get away from the pain and not to deal with crap so much, or for that matter never again.
Although always being in a mode of frighting hurts from within sometime it leaves 
No More Word For Scarred Skin..

© 2011 PoeticFury


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PoeticFury
PoeticFury

New Orleans, LA



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Heaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..

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