An empty room
An empty girl
Sitting silently on the floor
Her sleeve rolled up,
Exposing skin
She drags the blade and presses in
The joy she knows will soon be there
It's worth the scars
That never heal
Just for a moment
Not to feel.
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Bad Decisions
PoetryJust some peoms by me. I hope you like them. I am not the best poet but please read them cx Also, not all of these are poems some are quotes, little rants, and things I would just like to say. most of these can be dark, but some aren't. thank you! d...
