Cut It OpenA Poem by The World Stinks Of Females
I think something is wrong with me,
I'm losing my mind and I can't see. Insanity is fighting with sanity and I need to try and find the real Luna that lies inside who is burning and breaking and bleeding because of you. She has been replaced by a monster, by a demon that no one can see. She is different, she is immortal she isn't scared of me. She reaches over and brushes my cheek, a careful touch, but it makes me feel weak. She pushes me down on my knees, tortures me, kills me, makes me feel her pain. This isn't Luna, this isn't me, this isn't a monster, so please cut it out of me.
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7 Reviews Added on September 12, 2011 Last Updated on September 12, 2011 AuthorThe World Stinks Of FemalesLas Vegas, NVAboutOkay so...Im a seventeen year old feminist. Whoop de doo. My name is Luna. It rhymes with buna and tuna. I joined this site to get help on my sucky writing and to meet other writers. Oh, and I'm r.. more..Writing
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