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 Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 4:58 pm
When we met, we were young
You smiled
I smiled
We smiled
We swam lakes
We sang songs
We kicked rocks
We climbed trees
We fell
You laughed at those scratches
I cried because it hurt
You told me it was okay
Because when I bleed, I'm alive
I cried
You didn't
You couldn't
You were already gone
I screamed
You didn't
I begged
You were cold
I stand on ground
You never will
I whisper goodbye
You never heard it
I bleed
I'm alive
It's a memory I hold
Of how bleeding is life
But you won't bleed
Not anymore
I cried
And bled
When will the blood stop
I still bleed
My wrists, my legs, my arms, my skin
It's still bleeds
I smiled once
I'll smile again
We smiled once
Joey, we'll meet again
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 2:22 pm
Good job in writing this. I like it alot. i also am starting to write poetry. i am just now getting into it.was this a assiment or did you do it cause you felt like you needed to write?
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