Scars
By Raven C.
Little red lines
They become worse
The fact that a blade
Could wash all the hurt away
Cuts on fragile skin
All the tears, pain,
trauma and hurt,
Anger and hate
All in one blade
All in one scar.
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My Flower Field (Poetry)
PoetryThis is just my flower Field of poems I have created. about my own life and others! my flower Field is like what goes on in my head. From Trauma to Love subjects
