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2004poems Pretty girl with deep green eyes,
so fucked up, she lies, she cries.
Deception if her only friend,
shes on her way to find the end.
cause you cant begin to see the light,
when you lose yourself most every night.
craving tears of crimson red,
they dont care when youre living nor will they when your dead.
poor little girl with long dark hair,
she bleeds so pretty, its just not fair.
they dont know how to see a tear,
they dont know your living in fear.
the blood on the kinfe is a pretty bright red,
you see blood gushing out,
and without any doubt,
you will soon be dead.
i wuv you lilone! and i love your poem. very sad, but so incredible, the subtle details actually paint a scene in my mind. love it.
This poem was pure brilliance, with an incredible use of wording to describe your feelings, your pain and your anxieties. This poem is laudable, and I commend you for something so powerful and renosating.
ATF