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by Fall X Child Sep 8, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Lie down tonight, my angel, in this bed made just for you, the blanket's made of broken hearts, and all the things you do. the blood stains on the pillow, dripped from my wrists the night before, the scars began to form, from the second you shut the door. spend the night with me, my angel, and I'll show you my broken dreams, you can see how you've destroyed me, you can finally hear my screams. you can see the pain you put me through, and the emptiness in my heart, you'll see the tattered remains of my soul, after you ripped it apart. remember me, my angel, you did this, don't forget how, I'll be looking down at you, for I'm an angel now.
by Tia
this peom can explain a lot. my dark angel does the same to me. it makes me cut so everything is alright. it makes me cry at night judt like urs.
by Lemma
omg this poem is AMAZING!!!!! It really made me cry. Your already in ma favourites lol. GREAT write. Emma xx