Your words...
They left a dent
On my pride.
Now as an ugly scar
Upon my skin
Do they reside.
I cover them up, and
Try as hard as I might
To ignore their burn...
But, like poison,
Your words taint my mind.
My joy replaced by pain,
Never again to return.
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i tried, but look where that got me
Поэзияi tried and failed, but i am still happy. i tried and succeeded, but look where that got me. xxx This is a series of poems I have collected and written over the years. I hope you like them; sorry if they're crap. Toodles! ~Stickers
