Pain

by Erica Brown©   Jan 28, 2005


Crunching on frozen ice,
Blood dripping as I take a slice.
Eating icecream really fast,
How long can these feelings last.

But no pain is greater,
Than what you did to me later.
It killed me inside,
I'm glad to know you see I've died.

Burning my fingers on a hot plate,
Scraping my knees from my last skate.
Piercing my eyes with my spray,
Listen to what I have to say.

Now you know,
So all you do it go.
Instead of fixing a scar,
You went away really far.

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