Poem 34

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by Darkgirl_forever

by Darkgirl_forever

Hiding the cuts on your upper arms,

you hold back the tears that want to be free,

like a hostage trying to escape.

Pounding our face against the wall,

you bite your tongue.

Your blood leaking into your mouth, oh,

how sweet the coppery taste.

Eye's forced shut, you hold back the screams,

tears flowing, like flourishing streams of clear water.

Flesh burnt to the crisp,

-they hide your body.

After your body tossed, and trampled,

you breath your last savory breath.

So close your eyes, and count to three.

One... Away from the beatings.

Two... No more tears, no more fears...

Three... Goodbye, now open your wings,

and fly...

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