The worthlessness within,
Creeps up slowly.
It hid from his eyes,
Now he thinks she lies.
She's a despicable human being,
Maybe it's been left to bleed.
The cut on her leg?
That's a mistake,
The cut in her heart?
Well that's surely her fault.
She fell,
It's not his fault,
That she now lies on the asphalt.
Tears steaming down her face,
As she cries out to God.
"Why me! Why shall I be the punished one?"
No idea to wether he could hear her cries,
Maybe she was always,
Just a lie...
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Poems For Life
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