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Torn.

Some people wear ice like a cloak
But instead of protecting them from the cold
They cover their emotions inside

Although some wear it willingly
Some can’t stop once they start
And I am one of them

Like blood runs down a girl’s skin
Ink is spread on mine
Not from a needle but a pen

It’s scrawled up and down my arm
And when people ask why
I only say my cloak has a tear

Sometimes it’s more then a cloak
It’s a block, a big, heavy mass surrounding me
Keeping me from everyone I love
Until they walk away



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Ms.PeytonLovesHP said...
Sept. 17, 2013 at 8:53 pm:
Really good! Elaborate more though? I was a bit confused in the first couple stanzas....
 
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KestrelThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 13, 2012 at 4:00 pm:
I like it. Your cloak has a tear...I think a lot of people on this site have cloaks, as well as tears in said cloaks. I know I do. This is a really good poem, keep writing!
 
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