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Weighted.

Poetry By: Coralie
Poetry



Just a bit of insight in on what my life is like right now. This isn't quite a rant, but it's somewhat coming clean.
If you read this, would you please comment your opinion? Please and thank you! C:


Submitted:Feb 17, 2013    Reads: 21    Comments: 7    Likes: 5   


My conscience:

Weighted.

By

The deaths of three

The harsh words spoken by me

The things I should remember

The sweet nothings of December

The ever unknowing

The constant coming and going

The repeated worries

The heavy winter flurries

The wait for a cure

The need for something pure

The wanting to be free

The hope for humanity

The every-day stress

The constant mental mess

The blood running down

The worn-out frown

The scars on my wrist.

This is only the start of the list.





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