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another poem
In the medicine cabinet, three blades sit
One by one I use each one, to slit my thighs On my thighs, lay three marks Three gaping wounds, blood dripping down Down on the floor stands the toilet paper roll Wrapping around and around it goes Then flushing it down the toilet, so nobody would know Nobody knows, how I snuck into the kitchen tonight, grab the flashlight, searching in the dark Searching for band aids, but there's not enough to cover all three wounds Searching for answers,* Answers that are clear-cut So many questions and confusion People want to be clued in, whats going on? Hiding what's going on, keeping this away from others' eyes Eyes shut, I wish it all to stop. Make it stop, please make it stop |
Re: another poem
This is very descriptive!
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Re: another poem
I like the ending on this one too! The way you describe the night makes it seem like a whisper to me. Keep posting your work. <3
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Re: another poem
This was really good. I could feel so much emotion coming through it.
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Re: another poem
This is so descriptive, it played in my head like a scene. I really like reading your work and I look forward to reading more. <3
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