Wednesday, February 17, 2016

HEART ON MY SLEEVE

THE PAIN STABS,
I DON'T KNOW
IF I CAN GET UP AGAIN.
I AM SO SAD,
JUST WANT TO STAY HERE IN MY BED.
BUT, NO,
YOU SAY,
WRITE HOW YOU FEEL
SO OTHERS
CAN KNOW
THAT I AM REAL.
SO I OPEN MY HEART
THAT IS ON MY SLEEVE
AND BLEED.




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