Scrapes And Cuts Poem by Alison Harmer

Scrapes And Cuts

Rating: 3.5


Pain…
Is a fascinating thing.
Binding with its bitter chain,
Leaving no hope but a single grain.

With no choice,
But to settle in…
A broken voice.
Strength soon wears thin.

So many have lied
Keeping dark secrets…
All due to pride.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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