hi i dont know what to put here. most of my poems are from pain and hurt from either a death in my family a guy and me breaking up or even the fact that i use to cut myself. |
Baby you and me have been threw so much.
but your with her and I'm with him...
DON'T CUT UR WRIST JUST SHOW OFF CUT IT BECAUSE U...
IF U REALLY WANTED TO KILL UR-SELF U WOULD OF...
~MY PAIN IS DEEP BUT MY LOVE IS DEEPER.
~I HATE THE WORLD FOR THAT IT HATES ME...
"now i know why you called me your angel, because angels are far away and thats were you sent me" |