Hypocritical Secret Poem by Abby Wesson

Hypocritical Secret

Rating: 2.0


Her face like velvet so soft and fair
With a stare so confusing
And a delightful glare
Her lips pointed in smiled lie
Caressing each breath
Into a desperate sigh
Her eyes truly sparkled in a death divine
A trickle and tear no clear meaning
Time left behind
Her gloves left covered in white simple lace
Concealing self mutilating slashes
And the glee on her face

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Evie Johnson 18 April 2006

You are blissfully amazing! ... <3- Evie

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David Darbyshire 18 April 2006

Uwww Rebecca this is a strong poem, Well in Focus! have a great Day dave xxx

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David Darbyshire 18 April 2006

Uwww Rebecca this is a strong poem, Well in Focus! have a great Day dave xxx

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