Open woundsA Poem by S. S. Allen*domestic violence*
Tradegdy strikes,
Words were not uttered Instead, Fists and blood splatters Blow after blow And, I can't move Numb and shaking.. I cannot move I'm numb And shaking. Like salt in an open wound, It burns like a m**********r... © 2018 S. S. Allen |
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Added on December 10, 2018 Last Updated on December 10, 2018 Author
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