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Poetry: Bitter Poetry
The Flower
by Liz

A flower of pain began to bloom on her cheek
as a rose petal of blood falls from her lip
a bruise will remain there for the rest of the week

when her friends ask what happened to her face
she chews her lip nervously
and her heart began to race

she lies again but not very well
they look at her skeptically
because everyone can tell

he hit you again, didn't he?
warm tears form in her eyes
i swear he didn't lay a finger on me

but the day that last petal that stands
had wilted away
they finally found her dead in his hands

 
 
 
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