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May 28, 2009
You slam the door and walk away, as if their's nothing left to say.
You see my tears and smile that smile and quietly ask what's wrong.
As if you don't know.
You cut and tear at yourself, but there's one thing you don't realize.
That you are me, and i am you, and that's my flesh your hurting.
© Heather H., Phoenix, AZ
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This article has 3 comments.
SilverDawn GOLD said...
on Jun. 7 2009 at 4:21 am
Hey, really nice poem there. It's short, simple, and to the point! I totally understand what's going on and can feel the sadness about. And it's so true. Great poem!
carriebearieforever GOLD said...
on Jun. 5 2009 at 4:57 pm
goodness! thats a really good poem. wow!
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