How To Save A Life:
You walk by me and see the look on my face
It says something dark and powerful
A tear drips down my cheekbone as you pass by
Turning around, you grab my wrist begging me to stop walking away
I turn
You see marks on my body
You give a gentle, but concerned look
Seems to me, you can read me like a book...
I'll tell you who gave me all these scars
A monster...
Or two...
You'll never know the truth,
You deny it
I walk away with all my scars and feeling locked up inside my heart
Well, maybe now you know how to save a life...
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Poems For The Broken
PoetryA collection of poems made by, for or about the broken. If you want your poem to be featured in the book, please PRIVATE MESSAGE the author with: -The poem -The name of the poem -The authors name (can be anonymous if you wish) ----> dogpower77...
