- Dark red Trickles Trickles down her arm A special little secret Known as self harm. Fiery red Anger Builds up deep inside She's got to let these feelings out But to who can she confide Dark silver Blade Is the one that she trusts. The one that she turns to When life becomes too much. Long white Sleeves To cover her pain, Hide her relief Hide the cuts again
- by Believe It Like Me |
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- | Submitted on 08/28/2008 |
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- Title: A special little secret
- Artist: Believe It Like Me
- Description: Just a Secret I have
- Date: 08/28/2008
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- Raikou_sonzai - 10/04/2010
- It's this kind of emo crap that gives poetry a bad name these days. This has no poetic elements at all. It's just goop that some stupid little girl put together to tell people she cuts herself and tried to pass of as poetry. Some advice, smaller text, black text, real emotion not just "oh look, im telling you i cut myself" i mean really, gimme a break, this is the kind of crap that stupid little kids come up with, do some real poetry and you'll get a better review.
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