Up in flames
Burning like wood
We watch him lit up
Tongue rip out as if it was never attach
Twisted chains around the body
Blood falling from the lips
He stared
Stared at us
Without fear, he gazed at us
Calm and happy
No pain spared on him
And till this day
The unspeakable
Remains a mystery
Flames rose
Goodbye
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Broken Crayons Still Color
PoésieA series of poems covering topics such as love, family, depression, anxiety, self harm, and so much more. Goal: to spread awareness and touch the lives of those who have suffer from the hands of others or struggle mentally. Because broken crayons st...
