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    Teary eyes for all to see
    poisoned, staring back at me
    Broken mirrors on the floor
    slicing at my skin

    Crimson rivers flowing pure
    from my wounds onto the floor
    scarring me forever still
    haunting me within

    Picking up the broken flask
    filling it with dreams of past
    place it on the highst shelf
    Where I can see them grow

    Dreams will fade, and dreams will die
    Watching some, will make me cry
    Cover them with mirror glass
    So I wont have to know.....


    Another depressed poem...i wrote it in a suicidal mood...but usually this is how I throw my feelings away ..

  • #2
    Ouch, just the thought of cutting myself makes me feel icky. This is a sad poem. I hope you don't always feel this way.

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    • #3
      when life gives you lemons make lemonade....

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      • #4
        from one cutter to another, i understand. Hang in there

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        • #5
          I totally understand you on this poem. Just hang in there baby girl and just know that even though life may get hard and difficult at times. Everything happens for a reason. Even if sometimes you feel like you're losing your damn mind and can't focus.

          -Calhoun

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