The Burn Victim Ode Poem by Ben Sparaco

I walked past a girl whose face was like a dream,
My friends around me looked up and then began to scream,
Children looked across the street looked at their parents and leaned,
For this girls face was the most terrifying that I have ever seen,
Her face burned in every section
A scar ran across in every direction,
Red lines as if it were an infection,
Doctors couldent help in any selection,
Stapled lines like a track,
Ran across her face and down her back,
Medications piled into a stack,
Hiding her face oh how she did lack,
How much courage it took her to come down here,
And kill her self when jumping off the pier,
And still the waters I do stare,
For is her face still even there,

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