*Author Note- This a poem I wrote after reading a tragic story. I want to know your interpretation on what my poem is really about.Let me warn you, it's not what you this it is.
Dangling only by a slim thread.
Weaker than a child without any bread.
Each word stung as a knife piercing through her skin.
Words of abuse spewed out his mouth like air bursting from a balloon pop by a pin.
As hugs and the water works start.
No one will know that their relationship is finally falling apart.
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