Hope Dies Last. Poem by Monica Rose
Hope Dies Last.
Rating: ★5.0
These words...
These thoughts...
These scars...
These wounds...
All travel through my head
Like thousands of pounds of steal
Cutting through my flesh...
I need to get help.
But I already have,
I don't know how
I'll really stop.
I don't know when this will really end.
I hope before its far too late.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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5/24/2024 2:49:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't know when this will really end. nice meditative poem 10