Everlasting TragedyA Poem by Carly HoltzmanUncovering a bandage, everlasting tragedy, Limp in a corner, Soul lost, life gone. Salty tears melt her cheeks, but Perhaps, this isn’t it. The puzzle pieces, the stars, may Just be aligning. A possibility to find peace in a Mad, mad world. This isn’t a sad poem. It is a prayer within reality. © 2014 Carly Holtzman |
StatsAuthorCarly HoltzmanChicago, ILAboutI'm Carly, I am currently a student at DePaul University, studying psychology and creative writing. I like to explore the city of Chicago. I am inspired by the ugly, the beautiful, and the inner-worki.. more..Writing
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