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Are these marks upon my arms a symbol of not being alone.
Your way of saying 'I love you'.
But really showing 'I hate you'.
Don't hold me tighter or I might fall
Fall to a never ending,harmful crawl.
Now the shades are black and purple.
When did things become so unsimple.
Tonight I lay so still.
Afraid of what you may turn into and kill.
Here I am, ready to go, I am no longer your personal doll.
For this doll has had enough and has dug this knife into someone who is definitely not so tough.





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Love_Is_Love said...
Jan. 18, 2011 at 3:24 pm
That is really pretty poem. Great job!
 
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