no need

her wounds have healed
the hurt still remains
with the choice of feeling nothing
she'd rather feel the pain

carves hearts in her wrists
with whatever she can find
retreating to her world
she leaves the hurt behind

no need for conversation
no need for florid friends
she prefers her imagination
it wont betray her in the end



Poetry by dre
Read 894 times
Written on 2007-01-22 at 22:57

Tags Emo  Alone  Hearts 

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