• Covered by the sheets of the night...
    But not by the light....

    The blood she sheded....
    Sleepless nights awake in bed....


    Never understnding his love....
    So at it she would push and shove....

    Always crying...
    A slash through her heart with all the lieing.....


    Leaving her she thought would hurt....
    Wanting to be buried undernth the dirt....

    She donataed her body to cuts.....
    Then slammed her social door shut.....

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    .........This poem was by Micaela Coen........