A Poem by Andrea Vargas

She took the knife to her life,

and cut out the pain,

and told herself,

she's not insane,

but from afar,

he saw through her facade,

she continually made,

and traveled to her,

and saw how her tears,

made her vision blurr,

it was set in stone,

that only death is to occur.

© 2011 Andrea Vargas

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Pleasantly fierce and cultivating, a sheer look into hell and a barred sense of fear, well done, good read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Posted 8 Years Ago

i can reeeaallly connect to this work!

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on April 18, 2011
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Andrea Vargas
Andrea Vargas

Ontario, CA

I have been apart of this site for awhile and have written of romance and pain and many other different genres.. and i have come across many fantastic poets. Poetry has taught me so much, it has h.. more..


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