Four Poem by Michael McCall
Four
i heard you were falling apart
casting your irons and stones
pulling and plucking your last string
breaking your windows
smashing throaty screams
your prettier when you don’t smile
when your eyes are drooping to your swollen cheeks
lips look mistreated
that’s the one to sing about
i heard you are taking your own life more everyday
i’ve been fair
you’re a beautiful girl
be alright
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