How can you turn a blind eye
to her meticulous exhibit
of scarlet slashes,
or the fact that she’s locked
away her soul,
and swallowed the key?
Can’t you see
she’s crying her life out?
Metal tears
and burning sobs –
a heart that can’t take much more.
A girl who was once full bloom
is nothing more than a single,
sick petal –
snubbed and taunted
by those who should be nurturing her.

Laura Marie

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