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Poem Details
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| Title: | Hell’s Kitchen |
| Author: | Anonymous |
| Date Submitted: | 8/3/2008 |
| Poem: |
Hand writing on the wall She thought she saw last night She sees instead in the light of day It’s just the blood left by her clawing fingers Hot summer sun beating on her long white sleeves Hiding the scars of her bathtub surgeries She desperately walks through the grimy city streets Anonymously, she takes her place in the cubicle next to me…... |