Scars
their crooked mouths
peer out from my wrists
red smiles
mocking
laughing
while my mind silently screams for help
Written by Rachel 11/5/2005
"For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: But the word of the Lord endureth forever." 1 Peter 1:24-25a (KJ)
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