How I Feel Poem by Sarah Nicole Giroux

How I Feel



Her whispers in the wind,
And all her broken dreams.
So much for sin,
And all her screams.
Her cuts so deep,
Her dreams so weak,
The morning after,
Nothing seems right,
The gun to her head,
She'll finally say good-night

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