The TruthA Poem by zaneybear
the depression hid deep within
those fading scars the everlasting fresh wounds from where the blade tugged at her skin tearing through the happy, eliminating the sad dismembering the good throwing away the bad. © 2013 zaneybearAuthor's Note
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