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Her Master Piece
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Her Master Piece |
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inspiredpoetwriter Member
since 2002-01-05
Posts 104Minnesota |
a poem about a girl lookin for beauty only finding it inside or rather on her skin I got inspired by a friend of mine..thnx Joel!!! read if u dare (I think this may be triggering) The silence of her beauty marks Each one has its own reason of beauty A delicate line once bloddy and ozzing, Now forever a light pink line acrossed her arm To her a master piece of her beautiful art No shame she feels just ugly and pain Nothing to gain,nothing to lose only to take The simple slice of her razor blade. Her knees pressed tightly against her chest A shinning of the moonbeams pool around Her frailed body only reflecting the sliver of tears sliding Down her pail,cold face each tear landing Apon her scars one after another she makes her Special secret,special wish none of them are Said from her silent cracked lips. Slipping in to bed her fluffy white cloud Laying still glacing at the stars to see Them dripping down knowing that these Are her wishes coming true her cracked lips Form a slight smile of joy,her beauty marks Scream for more glamour to add to Her beauty her master piece her art. ©Care"04" |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
...wow I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
All I can say is "whoa" Cold hands means a warm heart |
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