Walk of Shame

Sara Storkson


Notice of absence from Sara Storkson
Hey guys,
Due to some unforseen personal stuff I will be gone for awhile.

After every night of bliss there is a walk of shame.
A cruel trick life played,
To send us back to reality
Sneaking out windows and tiptoeing past doors, the shame never leaves us.
Guess what
I'm not your secret,
I don't tiptoe,
I'm not your walk of shame.

  • Author: Sara Storkson (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 1st, 2017 02:45
  • Comment from author about the poem: It's missing something. I can fix it later !
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Frank Prem

    Good for you, Sara. excellent declaration.



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