To overcomeA Poem by DanieallaPure as white, Blood that stains fright. She's screaming its name, as it disappears Straight into the darkness Everything she didn't want All of her fears Every return a rhythm plays Pulling and strumming at her veins. Need not pity; not comfort She's strong, waiting to be built. Happiness screaming out, pulsing through her skin Pain flooding out dripping down her chin.
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1 Review Added on August 23, 2017 Last Updated on August 23, 2017 AuthorDanieallaNYAboutI'm supposed to say something interesting, how bout you see things from my perspective. "Our appearance to some maybe as plain as black and white, but someone who sees deep within you will see your .. more..Writing
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