ExfoliateA Poem by Dana Ferguson
Hurt clogs my pores,
it's time to scrub away the pain. I scratch and rub and clean, these holes must open and breath. Cleaning and rinsing the hurt away, water runs down my face. Years and years of damage, I must exfoliate.
© 2015 Dana Ferguson
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3 Reviews Added on October 21, 2015 Last Updated on October 21, 2015 AuthorDana FergusonTXAboutIf you've come to my page to read some of my poems, thank you so much, it means the world to me. I love to write in my own special style and I love being able to show it to others. If you don't enjoy .. more..Writing
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