A Bleeding ShowcaseA Poem by Briana CollinsYou want a show? I'll give you a show. I'll cut these wrists And watch them bleed
The blood,It drips Staining my wrists red
This Razor, So sharp. This cut, So foul.
You all crowd around, to watch the self harm
Why do they watch? Why do they stare?
What is this? A freakin' Bleeding Showcase? © 2011 Briana Collins |
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Added on January 12, 2011 Last Updated on January 12, 2011 AuthorBriana CollinsKillingly, CTAboutI am a writer.It is my passion,my heart and soul.Music is my muse,my inspiration.It helps me write my stories and poems.I am not your average teenager.I am mature for my age,but that doesnt mean I can.. more..Writing
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