You stand on broken glass
And never spread your wings
On your fingers barbed wire
Instead of diamond rings
Yesterday a building fell
But what were you to do?
Stood and watched with all the rest
Whose names you never knew
Scars upon the inside
Wounds upon the skin
Can’t separate the memory
From the pain within
Tears of razor blades
Roll slowly down your face
Signifies your beauty
Dignifies your grace.
Copyright © Drew Martin 2016
Drew Martin Writes 
I! Love! This!…Wow, absolutely beautiful…thank you for sharing your gift 🙂
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Thank you for sharing those kind words. I appreciate the thought. Most people don’t bother to comment. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Very touching. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks man, been holding onto it for a few months. Thanks for the kind words.
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Very deep and well written! Good use of visuals. I’m going to poke around your site for more!
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Thank you for the kind words. Glad you enjoyed it. Yes, please feel free to browse around.
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Truly a beautiful piece. Mind if you could check out my poetry blog?
https://poetry2473.wordpress.com
We could follow each other if you like my writing.
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Thank you for the kind words. I’ll take a look.
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