Cut Poem by Meghan Mcclure
Cut
I bleed out to feel
Every cut you make
Goes deeper inside me
Each one leaves a searing hole
In my heart
Constantly ripping a reminding
Of how i was treated and used
How you left me to realize
How you truly cared about me
You left your mark on me
Now leave
nice. your mother? i like it clean with feeling. the road always has a choice. peace
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4/24/2024 12:46:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
every reason has a purpose.this poem is very expressive.a mixture of tears and laughters..grace