Poem -
Hurt
Air is dry
Looking for you
Coffee spilled
Stumbled in
Drunk
Behind white
Secret doors
Everything is
Fine
Passed out
Smell like a
Whore
Ask why
Black eye
Shaken
Thrown to the floor
Slam the door
Cry can't take this
Fuck I hurt
Green grass
On my knees
Beaten down
Phone call
Suitcase
Look back
Beautiful things
Memories
Release
Two years
Seven o'clock
Hurt
Cry
Lay her down
Smile
Look down
She's beautiful
Daughter
Him wonderful
Tears of joy
I
Hurt
no more....
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Wow JULIANNE!!....this is a stunning write........such a succinct delivery of a long struggle......ending in beauty........bravo........PINNED this.........amazing write sweet poetess!!.........LOVE and ROCKETS!!..........T xo ?✳✴☀
Thank you that's my Story in a short span I remember when writing I got very emotional you just can't help spilling tears onto paper reliving the memories so it was a hard but beautiful experience thank you Tony for sharing in part of of my life ....???