Tattered And Torn Poem by Maura Sánchez

Tattered And Torn



Tattered and torn
My heart it grew horns
Laughing I mourn
in all different forms

The pain isn't mine
So I'm flippen fine
You've entered a war
with blood and with gore

Your insides will be worn
Tattered and torn

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