ExposedA Poem by JenessaJust because the hurting feels good doesn't mean it's good for you.
You are the friend of broken promises
and little white lies You are the scars that run too deep to hide And the tears that refuse to stop bleeding You are the love of my life And what I can never begin to believe You are the truth that I run from And the reason I cry You are the loneliness I understand And what I want to touch the most But you are what I can never have And the pain of my craving exposed © 2010 JenessaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 22, 2010 Last Updated on July 22, 2010 AuthorJenessaPine Grove, CAAboutI thought that interacting with other writers would inspire me to write more but it really hasn't. The odd poem still pops out though, I guess it's not completely gone in me. more..Writing
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