No Name

March 16, 2009
By Emma Raynor SILVER, Endicott, Washington
Emma Raynor SILVER, Endicott, Washington
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Destiny's in the palm of her hand.
She finds it hard to understand
The pain she feels inside is deep
Her heart is worn upon her sleeve
She pulls the blade from the drawer
Hopes to feel the pain no more
Upon her blouse, stains of red
She leaves behind words unsaid



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on Aug. 6 2009 at 5:00 pm
Electricity PLATINUM, Bradenton, Florida
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great poem! I like that it rhymes!5 stars!




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