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A Poem by landofthedead

Do you know how lonely

This life of hers is?
She gets through life only

With passing thoughts of her death

 

She hates her own life

She cannot think of anything else

She would rather cut with this knife

but her own bare skin

 

Do you know whats bloody?
The cuts on her wrists

You never seem them but instead

You abuse her with hard fists

 

Do you have anything to protect her?

This girl is special to me

I know this girl well

Because this girl is me

© 2011 landofthedead


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Wow, this is very nice. Good rhymes and imagery. I love when poems rhyme. :D

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Hi! I love to write poems, though they are mostly about my life and most likely will not rhyme. I am 13 years old with bipolar depression. I really don't have a drive to my writings and such but I gue.. more..

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