Every night my scars starts to hurt,
The mask covers all my scars
Every night my sorrows start to come down my face, The mask covers all my sorrows
Every night my pain starts to hurt in my heart, The mask covers all my pain
Every night my bleeding drops down to my legs, The mask covers all my bleeding
I am so tried of keeping the mask on that I break down to the floor in the middle of the night, wishing to stop crying yet at the same time I wish to continue to let it all out for my sake in life
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The Writer's World
PoetryThis book is about my poems that I have done Throughout my whole life, My first poem is how I got into poetry. Please, and thank you for giving this book a try.🙂
