Disaster or Powerful choiceA Poem by Kennedy
I stand there listing to her harsh words as they ring through my ears. I think to my self of the consequences of stabbing her till all of this hatred has seeped out of me but I change my mind only because I know the pandemonium my actions will cause so I sit back and let that cold steel slice through my foot so no one can see that evil scar that will appear the moment the wound closes.
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