July 13, 2009
By Anonymous

Roses are black
my soul is blue
i want to cut away
every memory of you
whenever you come to mind
needles stab my heart
and once again i feel
my skin being ripped apart
why couldnt you see
the pain inside
that i dealt with everyday
but for you i put aside
i was in agony
but did you ever care?
i ded everthign for you
it just isn't fair
you'll regret what you did
by what i do tongiht
maybe now you'll know
how i felt
because the the love i gave
is for you and now one else

The author's comments:
I wrote this piece about an ex boyfriend. i am not suicidal, but instead of cutting my self i write down all my feelings. Trust me it helps. I will definately be putting more work on here. this is only the beginning.

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