Words by Ghost Kayla

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Oct 2013

Words

Sharp words he spoke cut sharp as a blade
Slicing through my chest
I turn away

Sweet and soft slowly morphed into this
Simple treasures lost
Once found in this mess

Written by

Ghost Kayla SLC, Utah

(SLC, Utah)

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