Cuts Poem by Kayla Bryant

Cuts



New cuts on my heart,
recent scars remain.
Say your sorry, you don't mean it.
This will never be the same.
A pasted smile forced to hide,
a war raging inside.
New cuts on my heart,
while recent scars remain.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: sorry
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