The Deal

by Darling   Sep 28, 2007


They say it's a razor's kiss,
But it's really a harsh cruel bite.
I see imprinted on my wrist,
And know I did not fight.

My problems do not go away,
They do not disappear.
It's not at all like what they say,
Issues still wisper in my ear.

I know I'd better stop one day,
This is an unfair deal.
Because when the pain fades away,
I find my problems are still real.

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  • 17 years ago

    by FridusBlueheaven

    Loved the title and the rhyme too!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by Jessi

    Loveliliiliy worded tizza