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Roses are red, Violets are blue, Sugar is sweet, But the roses are wilted, The violets are dead, The sugar bowl is empty, And my hands are stain..

This thing I'm holding... Caused me much pain.... This thing I'm holding... How could something so warm.... So comforting... Cause so much hurt..

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If you don't like 'emo' then don't read this poem

Call me the girl That no one notices Call me the girl That no one loved Call me the girl That you can see crying and walk right past Call me the..

If you look in the mirror, and don't like what you see, You've found out firsthand, What its like to be me

You Call me emo, You make fun of my clothes, You don't notice the scars, You don't see the tears, You don't see the blood, You don't see the pain..

If I kill myself, It'll kill the pain, A suicide death, A suicide game, My skull is bleeding, In the dust, All my rage, Turns to insane lust

Life is meaningless, There is nothing to live for, So why do you try?

Your hand to my throat, The rage in your eyes, Its clear what you want to do, So why don't you do it, I say DO IT! DO IT RIGHT NOW! KILL ME! You..