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By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   
In class,
     she mouthed the answers softly
     but kept them to herself.
With her black pen,
     she created fake tattoos on her ankle
     the ink sinking into her flesh
     mixing with her blood that flowed
     slowly and silently through her veins.
Her notebook
     failed in containing her thoughts
     the pages rip themselves out
     floating onto the thirsted lawn
     her words fading in the rain
     running off the paper into the grass.

by K. A., Pepperell, MA







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on Dec. 4 2011 at 9:31 pm
otherpoet SILVER, Wayland, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
"For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone." - Audrey Hepburn

Hey, this is really good! i love the part about the fake tattoos because my friend does that all the time. Keep writing!


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