You Saw
14 January, 2005
Author: Mere
My arms have been revealed,
The scars, they haven't healed.
Blood rushes to my head,
Worrying about what they have said.
I'm shaking, though I'm sitting down,
Dying slowly, as I drown.
You know I'm mad, you know I cry,
You know that I will never try.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
dark3nstar (4.239.234.203) -- Monday, April 11 2005, 09:36 pm that was such a good poem. it like basically desribe me. i like how you write... keep it up |
razors blood (24.115.65.93) -- Sunday, November 13 2005, 08:25 pm kick ass poem..its really deep and i feel i can relate |
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