![]() Different PainA Poem by Kiara
Tingling needles
Not half as sharp Flit up and down my legs. My eyes puff From all the tears. My skin puffs From all the scratches. My leg appears just fine, But this is more painful than The sobbing, The cutting. This is less painful than The nightmares, The holding in my screams, The missing you, The © 2012 Kiara |
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Added on April 2, 2012 Last Updated on April 2, 2012 AuthorKiaraINAboutMy name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..Writing
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