the bleeding dancer

the bleeding dancer

A Poem by the girl dressed in black

The ballerina oh so slender, smiles widely.

But as she lifts her arms to plea, you see the scars.

So deep, the look of pain isn't a friendly one.

The dancer so slender so happy, wasn't always happy.

© 2010 the girl dressed in black


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An interesting glimpse. Most people don't understand what this is like. Well said.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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I am a teenage girl who uses poems to release pain. more..

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