RazorBladesKiss

hey im really sorry that i dont have my pics up yet there not that good anyways but i will soon ..i hope anyways...i just dont have a scanner so i have twa take them twa em and she shall put them up for me but for now i hope you like some of me poems i have lots upon lots more but i really dont wanan bore you all with them oh yea umm just to let you know none of them are all to happy cuz well i dont do happy at least not in writing cuz i write when i tis not so happy well here they are...
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She sits alone.
Her sobs not heard.
Her heart is broken.
By fists and words.
Smudged black lipstick.
Sad lost eyes.
She sits alone.
No one hears her cries.
She gets the blade.
And here it starts.
She calls them pretty wrists.
They are a work of art.
With fire she burns.
With a blade she bleeds.
No one really cares.No one really sees.
So she is there.
Yet she does not exist.
With just one more cut.She puts the final slash on her wrist.
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You're like an angel You belong to lands above.
But all things must change Not all of life is love.
Trusting soul that you are You never suspect any wrong.
You should have known better
As you hummed your pretty little song.
Don't be nervous Ignore the man behind.
Don't you answer his questions Shut him out of your mind.
Run, run now.
For now he gives a chase.
Go faster, faster!
He'll catch you at this pace.
Struggle harder.Don't you let him win.
But you just arent strong enough.
You feel him penetrate within
Close your eyes.
Shut out all the pain.
Block out all he does.In the pouring rain.
Your blood and tears They all mix as one.
You cry out your tortured soul.
As the man has his fun.
Let the tears flow
Let it mix with red.
You're a Pretty, pretty girl.Even though your dead.
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Nameless Faceless everywhere.
You see them all, you just don't care.
Drift through life, as if you're dead.
Forget those tears of blood you shed.
Looking at the world, through bloodshot eyes.
And no one hears, you're tortured cries.
You're face once so pretty and alive.
Now in pain you twist and writhe.
Your life is lost, a total waste.
And those marks, you made in hast.
You give and finally succumb.
Look at your body and what you've done.
Bruised and Broken.No words spoken.
Cuts and Gashes.Fatal Slashes.
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Salty tears.Run down face.
I don't belong.I'm out of place
Darting eyes.Search in vain.
I don't understand.I'm going insane
An endless desert Of bleak hard white.
Nothing enters Dark or light.
My home is my prison And is till I die.
I break down and scream And wonder why.
What made me so different What made me end up here.
Nothing makes sense to me Nothing is at all clear.
Crying, screaming.Nothing matters.
My Had been shattered Into tatters.
My prison, my home My personal hell
My life inside My padded cell.
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I feel empty inside.My thought are all twisted.
My smiles are so fleeting.You blink and you've missed them.
The tears run down my face.Silent and warm.
My howls of frustration.Crash like a storm.
I feel like I'm useless.And like I'm not there.
There is no one who understands.And no one who cares.
You look right through me.But I'm not invisable!
But my tears have subsided Into all but light drizzel.
They stop altogether.I've given up hope
I just can't live like this.I just can't cope.
There is no happiness.Let alone bliss.
So I pick up the razor.And drag it's blade along my wrist.