UglyA Poem by HorrorMasterA poem about suicideI stand on the beach sand looking at the brightening sun. People look at me like I’m an ugly beast. It seem like everyday they stared at me all frightened. They see my eyes all red, Sometimes they wish I was dead. Why are they scared of me? They circle around in front of me, as I stared at the sky. They see my tears as I start to cry. In their thoughts they are calling me ugly. I give them their wish for me to die, I pull out my gun and shoot my head while I cry. © 2010 HorrorMasterAuthor's Note
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Added on April 4, 2010Last Updated on April 6, 2010 Tags: Depression, suicide, painful, sad, poem AuthorHorrorMasterTamarac, FLAboutHello i'm Ira and i'm pretty much a horror writer. I have bad grammar and spelling or typos errors, but I tried my best, so please enjoy them. Also I don't like harsh grammar nazi saying (oh yo.. more..Writing
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