She Is Beautiful & Will Be Loved

She Is Beautiful & Will Be Loved

A Poem by PoeticFury
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I hope this helps someone like it helped me when I made it

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She sleeps in her bed with a bunch of blades.

Takes a bath with knives.

Closes her eyes at night.....

As she sees blood everywhere in her dream. Knowing that her family does not care what happens to her.


In the same dream her body and soul dies.

Feeling that this life can do so much better without her.

That life is just to tough.

Saying her first name is ugly.


She never felt pretty enough.

With these deep scars on her legs and arms.

Inflicting so much mental, and physical self harm.

No mother no farther... Other she think she would bother.

She held the gun to her head....


WAIT!!!!!!!


Listen to me now....

Please listen to what I have to say.

I don't want you to be seeing red.

Let me help you.

Where you can stay here. Where you can know what I said.


Set yourself free in the world of good.

Set yourself free.

You are beautiful....

You are pretty.

You are an angel.

You will always be that way to me.


People like you are the meaning of beauty.

Holding on to what you love the most is you main duty.

If someone hurts you tell them to let you be.

Never let anyone take your shine by trying to cause your wonderful eyes tears.

When you look in the mirror.

Don't say that you see a mistake.

Say that I see an angel...

That you will fight these demons that hurt me.

You will rise above.

Not to mention you know what I see when I look at you in the mirror.

I see, and know that you are truly beautiful.

By me you will always be loved.

beautiful-1.jpgbeautiful.jpgDon't ever forget it

© 2011 PoeticFury


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PoeticFury
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