Suicidal FreakA Poem by TaylorI was just a little upset when I wrote this, nothing to worry about.
See her there lying on the ground?
She whimpers like a lost puppy. She is weak. She is alone. Death is out of the question. She's already tried before. That girl is a freak, Unloved by her family, Without friends. That useless piece of s**t, She just sits and cries. No one hears her, No one cares. That girl is a suicidal freak, Alone and weak. That girl i me. © 2012 Taylor |
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Added on August 30, 2012 Last Updated on August 30, 2012 AuthorTaylorINAboutMy name is Taylor Bigelow, I am sixteen and I absolutely love my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. I'm a bit dark but I like to see others happy and will do almost anything to keep the on.. more..Writing
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