My eyes start to water uncontrollably
as the razor in my hands slips accidently
and the water rinsed away the pain
but my scar will always remain and my soul will scream out in agony
wishing that the suffering would end this horrible tragedy.
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Late Night Thoughts
PoetryAn anthology of my poems. If you would like to embark on this poetic journey- open, read, and travel through my mind.
t r a g e d y
My eyes start to water uncontrollably
as the razor in my hands slips accidently
and the water rinsed away the pain
but my scar will always remain and my soul will scream out in agony
wishing that the suffering would end this horrible tragedy.