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No Charm
Contributed by
lisamary
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Tuesday, 21st January 2014 @ 01:58:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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People will always stop and stare
All because their unaware
Of why we Self-Harm
When it has no charm
When we're done crying
Its not always about dying
Its what we can no longer hide
That we have locked inside
It needs to be let out
But have no doubt
It doesnt mean that we are weak
When we cant get the help we seek
We somehow have to let it go
And its the only way we know
We dont need to apologise
Just because they dont realise
We should hold our head high
And reach for the sky
Show off your scars
Whilst counting stars.
Copyright ©
lisamary
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2014-01-21 13:58:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: No Charm
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Tuesday, 21st January 2014 @ 08:51:49 PM AEST (User
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Very sad but really good writing.
Blessings,
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Re: No Charm
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Tuesday, 21st January 2014 @ 09:34:37 PM AEST (User
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Bravo!
I love the line "show off your scars, whilst counting the stars!"
What a mantra to live by!
Your poem is inspiring..it brings out the very best in the reader!…
Think you have lessons to teach…be brave, speak up! No matter what!
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Re: No Charm
(User Rating: 1 ) by MarcRob on
Wednesday, 22nd January 2014 @ 05:59:12 AM AEST (User
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True every word, I would encourage other people who self harm to write a poem about the feelings they cannot express freely within their respective groups.
Very good write and a great way to show ignorant minds of what it is to self harm, I wear my scars like clothes. |
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