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Me
Contributed by
LifE_oF_a_SuIcIdAl
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Wednesday, 29th March 2006 @ 06:36:17 PM in AEST
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She watches as the blood drips down
Her face is always in a frown
She carries a razor wherever she goes
Everyone thinks she’s happy, but no one really knows
She sees the scars on her arm
She always puts herself in harm
Her life is always feels like hell
But no one can even tell
People pass by and start to talk
Once she gets home on goes the lock
Out comes the razor, running across her skin
She feels a pain, willing to give in
She wants to be happy she wants to be free
Who is this girl...? I look in the mirror and just see me
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2006-03-29 18:36:17]
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Re: Me
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 29th March 2006 @ 07:44:04 PM AEST
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Wow i can feel the pain and hurt that you have written about. The part that i relate with best is
Everyone thinks she’s happy, but no one really knows....
That is exactly me
Good write |
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Re: Me
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by broken_cookie on
Wednesday, 29th March 2006 @ 10:16:34 PM AEST
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| i like this poem alot...it reminds me of me...when i read this i think of poems that ive written in the past! keep writing im guna check out sum more of ur stuff! later! |
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