Catherine Allen

Rookie (January 22,1996 / Annarbor, MI)

Like A Sheep To The Slaughter - Poem by Catherine Allen

Perfectionist blood all through these veins.
It spills out without a
Scream or stain,
Dries and cracks on razor blades
Hidden in my drawer.
I'll take all this and make it beautiful.
I'll take these broken pieces and put them back
I've tried to keep you out so tell me why
The hell did my walls
All fall

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 11, 2010

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