Playing GamesA Poem by Emma Cathryn
You played a game
with guns and war. You shot me down, and left me there hurt and dead. I cried away all the pain, but more comes back. I hate this game. Love is lost, hearts are dead. I can't look back, not again. My fingers are numb, I can not see. My eyes are shut ever so tightly. Do I want to see the light? See the scars from all the fights? I stepped out, I'm out of bounds. Just walk away, there's one escape. © 2012 Emma Cathryn |
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2 Reviews Added on February 13, 2012 Last Updated on February 13, 2012 AuthorEmma CathrynPaso Robles, CAAboutOhhai. I'm Emma Cathryn(: There isn't much to know about me - it's all pretty visible through my writing. I love meeting new people and talking, so please, message me or review my work! I'd be happy t.. more..Writing
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