The secretA Poem by Dische A terrible poem
Im lost
Help me find way Out of these terrible lies And the fucked up truth The lies that scar me The truth that decapitated ne The b*****s that hurt ne so bad Are what make me want to die Shoot myself Stab myself Burn myself to death These all seems so right Butmy life isnt even that bad? F**k that you dont know my 2 biggest secrets The ones that kill me every day That make me self concious These secrets kill me They shoot, stab and burn me Like i want to do But you will never know the half of my life So just shut up Because you dont know the half of it You dont know the half of me Because if i told you, i just dint knoe what would happen © 2011 Dische |
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DischeHalifax, sault ste marie, Nova scotia, ontario, CanadaAboutHi my name is Adam. I am 13 years old and started writing a few months ago. A lot of my work is sad because for me happiness doesn't come often. Unfortunately. Poetry is one of the only things I have .. more..Writing
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