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Holding On

Oh I’m holding on when you’re weak
And I’m just begging you to speak
Because fairytales do not really exist and
Forever will those scars remain on your wrists.




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SilverDawn said...
Jun. 20, 2009 at 1:50 am:
hey, this poem is short but covers a lot, good job (: it might've been better if you expanded it more though, maybe a couple more quatrains?
 
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cryinsumtears said...
Jun. 20, 2009 at 1:31 am:
nice, but it should be longer!!!
 
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