My Eyes Tell The Storybut M Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
My Eyes Tell The Storybut M
The pain never goes away;
The wounds will never heal.
The evil that was done to me by you.
But my eyes they tell the story of hurt and pain.
The black will never turn to gray;
The blood will not congeal.
The violence is never through;
The past does not depart.
Time dosent heal the past.
Part sufferer, part comforter,
Part victim, part new song;
Becuase of you my eyes tell a nasty story.
A story with no glory.
I was and am the victim of you.
Your eyes were wild with rage.
My eyes told the tell of fear
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5/8/2024 7:57:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
it was really good..... ive been there before.... but hang in their gurlfriend.... but you should change thises line.................... The blood will not congeal. The violence is never through; The past does not depart. to......................... The blood will not congeal. The violence is never through; The past does not appeal because it rhymes! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! .................