Poem -
Charcoal
Blood stained
Stripped of my name
Ridiculed because of my hair
Told that I don't belong here
So why would I stay
They plan to kill me either way
why wouldn't I run
I have the slightest chance if I escape
No more fear
Here I go.
YRS
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Comments
Simple, subtle and profound.
J ;)
Your love glows, J. Thank you.
XX,
YRS