What to do

by megan   Sep 11, 2004


She stands before the mirror
and looks into the glass
the make-up that she wears
hides the secrets from the past
the way she was abused
is why she cant decide
should she end it now
or keep it all in side
she sees the vision in her mind
the worst is saved for last
she looks down at her fisted hand and thrusts it through the glass

© copyright 2004 megan

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