Its kinda emo but then again im emo on the inside.
you make me want to die.
You Whipser "Hush Now babe, This wont Hurt long"
Then you cut me again, and again.
Your eyes flash with joy as i scream in pain.
You laugh with happieness, i cry with anger.
"Im sick of you Hurting me"I scream and begin to shake you
Suddenly you become a blur as well as everything else.
When I wake up i see your crummpled body,
You in a pile of limbs.
"wow," i think "i did this to him"
Then i walk away
Away from your pain,
your gian.
I won this time though babe.
"I won" i scream out loud
When you stir i am gone
For i am free,
Free from you cutting into me
For i am the winner
Poetry by Mara
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Written on 2006-12-29 at 06:23
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The Winner
You cut my soul,you make me want to die.
You Whipser "Hush Now babe, This wont Hurt long"
Then you cut me again, and again.
Your eyes flash with joy as i scream in pain.
You laugh with happieness, i cry with anger.
"Im sick of you Hurting me"I scream and begin to shake you
Suddenly you become a blur as well as everything else.
When I wake up i see your crummpled body,
You in a pile of limbs.
"wow," i think "i did this to him"
Then i walk away
Away from your pain,
your gian.
I won this time though babe.
"I won" i scream out loud
When you stir i am gone
For i am free,
Free from you cutting into me
For i am the winner
Poetry by Mara
Read 358 times
Written on 2006-12-29 at 06:23
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