Tears running down,
Soft peach cheeks.
The sadness, the pain
All starting to repeat.
One gentle push,
The barriers broke,
All the sadness and fear
She had never spoke.
All at once,
It becomes known.
The girls vibrant red lips,
Become unsown.
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Ink (Trigger Warning)
PoésiePoetry written by me. Inspiration found in everyday life continues to spark ideas for my poems, if anyone reading this has any poetry please tell me I would love to read it. Top ranking: #11 in poems
