A Girl.

by Kim   Feb 18, 2006


A sad little girl pretends to the world, with lies streaming though her mouth saying and controlling her life.
But in reality,
She carves her feelings on her arms.
Reveals herself by pain.
She bleed in pools,
Dying slowly from within.
Each cut brings her closer to her vivid little dream.
One day, she cut to deep,
Growing cold and weak.
Taking her last breath,
Before she slips into eternal sleep.

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  • 18 years ago

    by TormentedSoul

    I thought your poem was really good and i thought you did a good job