Just Friends in The EndA Poem by Inda
She's grown,
Wounds sewn Shut by now. Can't even remember how She got them or who to blame. Hides her bruises well, You'd never know she's going through hell. Pain, she'll never show; Loves me as a friend, That's how the story ends. © 2014 Inda |
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