Jagged glassA Poem by Swirling Wildly
Jagged glass
protrudes out of my hand I want to show my palms and warn the crazy people to stay away But instead I hold them down at myside and tightly clinch my fists I wont invite them allow them to share my emotion I'll just try to hide the blood dripping on the ground beside nme And silently feel my own pain Its my pain and they can't have even one little piece of me. Not even the bloody part.
© 2012 Swirling WildlyAuthor's Note
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