Drip Poem by Lauren Renee'
Drip
Blood on the razorblade
Falling with a drip
As I study what I made
Ill say it was a slip
Not that anyone will ask
Not that they will see
For they believe in my mask
And have never seen the real me
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5/12/2024 8:34:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You have a way with saying exactly what I felt, exactly what I feel.