These are Not...A Poem by EdynA letter to the people. The people who judge and think their words don't kill.
These scars…
These are not a cry for help. These are not for attention. These are not for self loathing. These are for you. People say words kill. I am your visual. I am skin bone and soul. Slashed by YOUR words. I am the truth. I am reality. These are not for life. These are not for death. These are not for art. These are for you. Maybe one day. Maybe you'll see. That your words are, Emotionally Physically Mentally Killing me. © 2016 EdynAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on July 10, 2016 Last Updated on July 10, 2016 AuthorEdynJacksonville , FLAboutMy names Edyn, I'm a 16 year old girl form Jacksonville Florida. I love words and I believe the arts, especially poetry and drama, are fundamental in becoming a beautiful person inside and out. more..Writing
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