Don't Invite me Over

Don't Invite me Over

A Poem by ZeeDeeVille

The saddest dont bleed from cuts on their wrists
The saddest dont make holes with their fists
The saddest are the ones that bite with closed mouths...
The saddest are the only ones who care about only their needs...
The saddest people dont cry and scream
Their lives untouched unscathed and clean...
The saddest people are not like me
They bite with their mouths closed
They bite to bleed.

© 2008 ZeeDeeVille


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Added on February 13, 2008

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ZeeDeeVille
ZeeDeeVille

Orlando, FL



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My name is Anabelle I am Native American and Spanish I am an Artist in many forms I consider writing a beautiful art I have a poem out, it is published, I am really excited about that :) I don't reall.. more..

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