A Beautiful CurseA Poem by Scarlet M.I hope I will never have to write poetry again; about you, about me, about us.
I hope I will never have to sit on my corner; my
dying space, thinking
about what could have gone wrong, what
I could have fought for, what
I could have said and
what I could have done.
You see, my words are poison and my hands are
cursed; capable
only of creating tears and
unhappy endings. © 2016 Scarlet M.Reviews
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