Blank Page
i'm a blank page
empty
waiting for someone
to leave their mark
empty
words fill the page
my life's words
marred by scars inflicted
by another
gashes, cuts
but still empty
but wish it wasn't
pieces are torn and lost
words faded and worn
stains of blood and tears
fill the spaces
a filthy piece of paper
and yet it's still empty
Copyright © Rebecca Howard | Year Posted 2009
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