Ode to the Cutter's CallA Poem by hope.look in the mirror, what do you see? a perfect girl. a perfect me. i look in the mirror, only to see a worn-down girl. a torn-up me. so Made-up for the world around. so not caring bout the inside girl. or life, with which, she's done. she cries & cuts & cries some more when nobody's around. And when she's done, & all but numb, she crashes to the ground. the blood seeps out. she's done it now. Her life will soon be gone. All that she thinks is how she loves that boy who did her wrong. © 2010 hope.Author's Note
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Added on February 25, 2010Last Updated on February 25, 2010 Authorhope.Twin Falls, IDAbouti'm a girl. (: i love writing. and i seem different than what i write. sometimes life gets hard, but i gotta keep going. you keep me alive. (: more..Writing
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