Dizain Contest
My Forever Stain
I met death very early in my life,
he took my big sister one snowy day;
my mothers scream still echoes like a knife,
broken within- not a word I would say,
and dealt with death by penning my dismay.
Years and years- pages and pages I write,
oh, yes writing into the dark of night;
but I can never ever purge the pain.
All my beloved have left scars out of sight,
and sorrow will be my forever stain.
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December 12, 2019
Added after contest judged Jan 11, 2020
Poetry/Dizain/My Forever Stain
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1207-307-02
All rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Dizain
sponsor, Lu Loo
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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