StainedA Poem by Tarry FranckA rusty blade, I see afar Absurd as it may seem I feel timid Have the nerve to bleed, Shed some skin To make me feel alive Because at times I feel like I'm dying inside, I want to be alert In hopes of getting past All the mental hurt, Say a prayer or two for me That this anguish I will be able to release, It's better than feeling All this internal pain Will only bleed for a short while And cause just a tiny stain.
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7 Reviews Added on November 9, 2012 Last Updated on November 9, 2012 AuthorTarry FranckLA, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutOnce upon life...there was time more..Writing
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