The Pain

January 15, 2011
By Lyllie BRONZE, Prairie Du Sac, Wisconsin
Lyllie BRONZE, Prairie Du Sac, Wisconsin
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Crystal drops sliding down a porcelain white face

Ice shards driven into a heaving chest

The poisioned looks and words of the other




That never existed until this moment.

I wish it didn't hurt like this.

Can you understand

I didn't have a choice?

A mind already insane

A soul already ripped

A voice hoarse

Words said

Words waiting to be said

'Tis known 'twouldn't hurt if I hadn't loved you.

Still do.

I'm sorry.

I know you won't accept it, but I can still offer.

I'm sorry.


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