November 18, 2008
By Stella Carter, Granite Falls, NC

Inside are the feelings I hide
And the tears I couldn't cry
You ask why they are scars
because of that, away i shield
You keep asking
I keep walking
I'm afraid to tell you
cause i know whats going to happen
you jerk me and yell at me
I tell you the reason,
you pushed me down on the ground and just walked away
The next day
a body was found
there was a note
and a few feet away was a bullet
a bullet with his name on it

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mlnelson2000 said...
on Dec. 1 2008 at 9:47 pm
Stella, this is an absolute beautiful poem. It is raw


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