I'm afraid of being exposed. But maybe I already...
I'm not sure if this is really a poem. But either...

Daddy's little girl sitting in his chair, swinging...
This is not about me, simply something that came...

When i first heard about it, i didn't even cry. I...
As always your hand was warm and i held onto it...

I do not really want this, but I see no other way...
I have done this to many times to count and will...

I see the knives sitting on the counter. Right now...
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The mind, ripped and torn. Her heart shattered and...
Hidden behind the clothing is the proof of her...

Glistening omniscient beauty
descending from the sky...

Her curly dark red hair is swept back in a messy...
this is about my sis, i wrote it in a creative...

Here I go,
Pulling apart the threads...

Loneliness is the color of a stormy night sky
It sounds like the soft whisper of the wind...

Yesterday my name was Christopher Columbus for I...