My cuts

My cuts

A Poem by poemgirl
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This is sort of dark.

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The blood on my hands are stained 
cuts so deep no one knows how dark
I am,my magic is dark I can kill anyone
with a single snap,why am I so different 
why am I like this,the cuts on my hands
are always bleeding,black nails,black eyes
people that judge you by how you look,
people hate me,I am going to die alone,
will I ever have the same emotions I had 
before but know body needs me and I don't 
need anybody,all I need are these cuts.

© 2015 poemgirl


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I hope you keep commenting it will really help me out.:P

Posted 9 Years Ago


I understand this all to well my friend.
Yet there are people who need you even if you don't see it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


very vivid, atmospheric, gives me really shivers..

Posted 9 Years Ago


Thats wonderful. Amazing imagination

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on November 17, 2015
Last Updated on November 18, 2015

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poemgirl
poemgirl

Tennessee, Lebanon



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I like to watch anime and read lots of manga I read like 10 a day.I love to make music,dance and sing.I can get dark so I'm just sayin now that I can have dark poems on here. more..

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