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 10 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 10 Years Ago


very vivid, atmospheric, gives me really shivers..

Posted 10 Years Ago


Thats wonderful. Amazing imagination

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on November 17, 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..