Poem inspired by Zombie by Cranberries
Outward smile
Inward sob
No scars on your skin
But in your head
Blood flows from fresh-cut wounds
Lies that only you can come up with
Run their fingernails
Sharper than knives
Down your mind
And there’s nothing you can do
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ReplyDelete*bow bow* Why, thank you, Michael :D
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