What Lies Behind Poem by Blanche Hardin

What Lies Behind



You can lie,
You can cry,
and you can probably deny.
Still inside you want to die.
You can steal,
You can 'deal',
And you probably won't heal.
Still those cuts on your wrist might not change how you feel.

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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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