Ripped apart
By: Sharon Dyer
Have you ever been ripped from something?
Like its scratching, stabbing, scrapping you
Now your aching
from the pain of of the scraping
My eyes water as you pull me away
from the thing i love crazily
leave me here
don’t take me there
Why rip me away from this
I love this i just can’t dis’
when I'm here I'm significant
when I'm not here I'm different
Troubles may come my way
But still why rip me away
I am hare and here to say
never take me away
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