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by Heather Jul 22, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Slit her throat She wants to die You can watch I know you wont cry You never cared She took up space She looks like you So she covers up her face Looking in the mirror Brings back all the pain I know what you lost But what did you gain One down Two to go One might come back If you lose the stupid ho There's no talkin to you Your male that's right We can't talk anymore We're use to the fight
by NoUr
An aggressive poem..keep writing..
by Devon
I like this poem! your very creative! 5/5 keep up the amazing work!