Shaking my head at how they treat a suffering soul
Cause her more pain and anguish
False accusations causing me to have trouble breathing
Heart racing for freedom
For someone to understand
To give me a shoulder to lean on
And say "Your tears are my tears . I will shed the tears you cannot shed. Scar the flesh you cannot scar, so we could be as one".
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My Tongue Is A Pen Of A Ready Writer
PoetryHere are a collection of poetry I have written within my teenage years, early adult life . I hope you all enjoy.