Nichole Marlow

Shaken

I scream I rage with every word on every page
As the blood drops from my pen,
Dropping  tears filled with fear
Where the end is surely to begin.
 
Truthful lies fill the skies
Yet smiles fill your face
Deception prevails
What a sad life intales
But where was my saving grace..
 
—Nikki

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