Red beads coming to the surface,
you watch transfixed, disturbed. Almost.
It's never been that deep before
& you wonder why you didn't make it so.
When the pain is prettily summed up
in a [not so] neat row of lines,
you can't help but understand.
For once, in a while, you realise,
that you actually feel
REAL!
& you love it, & want more, you just,
can't take the pressure,
bleed away the hatred my lovely,
Pretend its only on the inside
That you're dying.
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wow
I really like the first vurse it just AMAZING
the rest of the poem was good to
good write -
Excellent job.
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oh, wow. this is definitely REAL. You know your stuff about self-harm, that's for sure.
For once, in a while, you realise,
that you actually feel
REAL!
and
& you love it, & want more, you just,
can't take the pressure,
bleed away the hatred my lovely,
are my favorite lines because I can relate. This was awesome!!!
Monica <3
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oh wow
i was reading your lone comment
looks like someone got pissed!
drama -
good poem!!
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