Death
eyes and blood
all over my face
am i dead really, really dead.
but why do i still
see your laugh inside my head
that same very day
you pushed me around
like i was your toy doll
doe it have to be this way
for you to hurt others
while i just sit back and hide
in your shadows
Copyright © Haleigh Turner | Year Posted 2013
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