iA Poem by ANRI cannot wash your blood off my hands. I am the woman no one can stand. I bury bodies deep in the sand. Tell me Mama, what was I like before the storm hit? Before I was decieved, murdered, and hid? Was I a sweet, darling kid? I will never again be that girl, cuz she's no longer me. Oh, I will never go backwards, and unleash what's inside me. I cannot wash your blood off my hands. I am the woman no one can stand. I bury bodies deep in the sand. Tell me Daddy, what was I like before the world died? Before my heart crumbled and my tears dried? Was I the kid that lied and said, "I'm fine"? I will never again fall for lies, that I am beautiful, and worth your time. I cannot wash your blood off my hands. I am the woman no one can stand. I bury bodies deep in the sand...
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1 Review Added on March 2, 2020 Last Updated on March 2, 2020 Tags: poem, dark, depression, edgy AuthorANRLawrence County, OHAboutANR has been writing since 2017 and comes from a family of writers. The young, teen writer is a dedicated volunteer at the Lawrence County Museum and also enjoys photography and poetry. Coming from.. more..Writing
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