She was made of steel from the words that pierced her soul, and tore her flesh.
Her skin was a beautiful canvas made from the never ending war raging inside her mind,
"she is strong and beautiful"; they said.
but deep down she was fragile just like fallen leaves.
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~Daisy
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The Deep End
PoetrySometimes the best results come when you are thrown in the deep end ~Natalie Cook ~~~~~~~~~ In this book there are thoughts and feelings which some of you have gone through, I remind you, you are not alone in this and maybe after a while the pain wi...
