Without Hope Poem by Curtis Litton

Without Hope



Worn away from all the hate
with nothing left inside
she makes her way up to her room
where she runs to hide
with nothing left to love
she decides to take her life
so she goes into her room
and heats up a silver spoon
she shoots away the pain as she dies

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Curtis Litton

Curtis Litton

Waynesburg, PA
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