Entry #2 - Poem
May. 11th, 2008 06:46 pmSting
They burned, those cuts – all for you
They were lopsided again, they could never get it right is what you always said
Trying to fix them
Who was more frustrated?
I can still feel the sting as
Those scissors snipped
Adrenaline and emotion
Numbed everything
I had to blink and think
Think
We finally got it
But there was left over clippings
Things shouted and sneered
I won’t forget
They burn, those cuts – all of you
© MH
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