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No More

February 25, 2015
By Yanna GOLD, Warsaw, Indiana
Yanna GOLD, Warsaw, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
"Don't let anyone use your pen to write your story. It's your life."


Torn apart,
Piece by piece.
Your sharpest knife,
Digging into me.
The jagged edge,
Cutting deeply in.
The handle of it,
Turning again.

 

Your sorrow gaze,
Burns my eyes,
It hurts me more,
It makes me cry.
When the tears are gone,
So am I,
Are you happy,
That I died?


My broken heart,
Is a bloody stone.
You shattered me,
And all my bones.
You smile now,
Just wait and see.
You’ll soon realize,
What it’s like without me.



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