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Post by country1969 on May 16, 2009 12:02:20 GMT -6
Face to Face with Fear by David Materazzi
The burning of flesh, The smell of skin, The fear of scars from within.
A glance in the mirror, A look on the face, A tear from the eye, when you feel out of place.
The pain and suffering, one may go thru, Wakin' up everyday having people stare at you
Only time will tell How it will heal Taking off the bandages not knowing what it will reveil
This is a poem that I wrote years ago. I was out with my friends and I did something very wrong. Flaming shots. Face caught on fire. Well, my right side of my face was burnt to a crisp. I cried all night thinking what am I going to do now. I wore a bandage on my face the next day. Instead of getting picked on at the bar they actually helped me. One there gave me this cream to apply to my face everynight. In a few weeks my face returned to normal,no scars. Thats how this poem was born.
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