Please, oh, Please

Inconsequantial misdoings-

Unless you know the story.

Understanding doesn't bring clarity--

It brings pain.


A kiss snuck in the dark,

Innocent as anything,

Until the heartbreak sets in;

Until you have to tell another.


A knife dragged against tender skin,

A small mercy in an arduous life.

It should only affect the one with scars,

Yet her brother sits crying.


Deep set thought too frightful to be shared,

She won't tell a soul,

So no one can misunderstand,

No one but herself


"Please, oh, please, let me forget:" 

The vain prayer of a girl who has gone too far

Without having gone anywhere at all 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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