( / Ashland, Kentucky)

What You Can Not Erase

Disappear without a trace
A part you can’t erase
You saw the face of existence
Riddled with persistence

You swear your love to me
Crashing my face into eternity
You beat me
Hurt me
Your blood on my skin

I can’t escape from within
Arms bound close
Tears swelled inside
You’re the reason I died tonight

My life I cannot stand
Your did more than take my hand
Robbed of innocents
Replaced with filth
You made me a whore
Now it’s my turn to even the score

You will sleep a sound in your bed
Open your eyes and you’ll be dead

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Saying 'Merry Christmas' is ingrained with feelings of love, compassion, peace for nears, dears and others and also a celebration of unity of one and all. Loved reading this poem. Merry Christmas. Thanks a lot.