Crooked Poem by sabrina burton

Crooked



in a crooked life were times undone
and poeple do not know
she rises from her sunken grave
with eyes of sunken grey

a viel of white now stained in red
the knife inside her back
blue tears streak with the reding viel
as pain inflicts inside

dieing inside as fates decided
she had no say in her fate

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