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by Jessie May 26, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Through the trees the wind must blow how she feels she must not show Hurts she knows Bestfriend with her for tragities happen the seem to occer Like some friends who slip and fade she pulls the razor that single blade On the spot where the scar will cover its hurts her just like her only lover
by Miss Lovely
Nice. Very well expressed. 5/5
by Elyse
Heyy Jessie, Nice emo sort of poem! Better than my attempts! Anyways, Good job!