Pointing Fingers
It was you
they cried out loud
It was you
they shouted as a crowd
It was you
they blamed and warned others to stay well away
It was you
they pointed with fingers meant to harm and fray
It was you
they yelled and I did not understand the why
It was you
they screamed as I curled in a fetal ball and closed my eyes
It was you
they roared as my fingers protected my heart
and searched for a fresh and clean start
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