a bandaide can't cover my wounds
the cuts are too deep
deeper than my love for you
Oh, Lord, what did I do?
he made the wounds, cut the cuts
my life twists and turns to wind up in a rut
I'm livin' a life full of wounds and cuts
Oh, Lord, what did I do?
as I lie down and remove my bandaides
my skin is smooth
but I am emotionally scarred
Author notes
A wrote this a couple years ago. I just found it in a box fulla poetry under my bed...so bear with me here!!!
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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its actually very deep! i love it
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wow! 0.o
very nice Jessie!
it was short, sweet, and to the point!
good write, kid, good write!
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Very deep. X
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