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The Stain
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It felt so strange, there was no pain
Just left me with a little stain
A stain that wipes but reappears
A stain that everybody fears
A stain that's bad, a stain that's mean
Even when it can not be seen
A stain that clings against your will
A stain that's harmless but can also kill
A stain that carries so much shame
A stain that leaves no one to blame
A stain that's so hard to explain
To someone that you chase in vain.
I wonder how I could've been so blind,
How could it never cross my mind,
Not sure if it will stay or go away,
But I will always hear them say...
"Stop worrying about that stain so much",
Said someone that I could not touch.
"Stop losing on it so much sleep",
Said someone that I could not keep.
"It goes away and you'll be clean",
Said someone to me in a dream.
"I hope you burn and rot in hell",
Said someone that I did not tell.
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- Petre Stefan Tiberiu
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Petre Stefan Tiberiu. “The Stain.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/petre-stefan-tiberiu/poezie/14121629/the-stainComentarii (0)
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