| Not my best, but one of my favorite |


Just That SlutI force my tears to dry, I don't have a reason to cry. Its just my body. Just me. Out there for everyone to see. I want to cut every unmarked place, Left on my arms, my legs, my face. Everything that was in that picture, Every part of that slut, Will be covered in blood..Just That Slut
It's all her fault, Those pictures were just for him. Not made to be forwarded at his whim. Instead that slut's face, Will be in inboxes all over the place. But its not me- Just that whore's body.


When I CryWhen she cries, Why can't you hear? She bled tonight, And what she's doing just isn't right. You know its because of you, And there's nothing you can do. Because you don't hear the tears, That never seem to dry, Because you refuse to listen, When I cry.When I Cry


ForgivenessI remeber when you made me fall, Because even i was growing stronger- You made me feel so small- And truly believe i couldnt last any longer.Forgiveness
But it wasnt you, It wasnt me. Just two people, Who werent meant to be.
A drug dealer, An innocent girl, Who was new to this all, 'This big bad world'.
You broke me, My body and mind, But i have my heart, So we can leave this baggage behind.
You said sorry, But you didnt mean it. And know you werent telling the truth- But then why have i already forgiven you? &nbs
| I'm sorry, i have a extreme case of "Wannabe poet!" |


- Winter -When they see me- Winter -
Wiping windows With my fingers They smirk and sneer "She's stupidly childish." But I've seen the defensive frown on your face Swatting the wasps away with your eyes Turning with poise, you coolly defy: It's endearing.
(My Knight)
This isn't the season of insects, Leave them to summer and spring! We'll amble through snow-white fields instead, Talking of everything.
They never know it's your name I inscribe Over and over and over, Until it indulges every last cover The pane, the heart, the mind. &nbs
| Check it. This art rocks! |
| i would like to say one thing....I have alot to say, always! I'm a 13 year old girl, who wants to be a poet(: Dreamed of it for years, and someday will write something good! I promise. I use smiley faces quite a bit, and am a fan of...Just about anything(: I'm open minded, and a good listener. Been through alot and came back from it, so i may be young...But i am Damnnn smart! So if you going through anything i may have mentioned in my poems, (abuse, cutiting, depression, running away, or just plain need to vent) Message me! I'll be there for anyone who just needs someone to be there. Part of what makes me so damn awesome! |
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