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One Look

How It Feels to Be Alone

By Jessa MaePublished 9 years ago • 1 min read

Take one look

and you will see

I have nobody

except me.

My skin is bloody,

my eyes are stained,

misunderstood life,

would be rearranged.

For all my cries,

the wound my heart.

Hell is a blessing,

to make a new start.

So I stick the knife in,

deeper and deeper.

As time goes by

I get weaker and weaker.

Now I'm leaving,

drifting away.

My misunderstood life

was rearranged.

So take one look

and you will see,

I have nobody,

except me.

sad poetry

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    Written by Jessa Mae