My Third Poem;; I Doubt Anybody Cares Though
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Torn And Broken
My tears pour down my face,
I hold my rose tighter now,
Thorns piercing into my skin.
The flower falls and wilts,
stained with blood.
My hands,
Bloodied and scratched,
Rise to the sky.
I just don't care anymore,
Such as you don't care about me.
I look to the rose,
Bloodied and Dead,
Much like me.
I ruined me,
Tore myself up.
Now I'm what I fear,
My own worst enemy.
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6 Comments
That was a very deep poem but very touching Good job :]
wow that was friggin great it was so deep write more i love them
That poem was so moving, deeply in the inside. Excellent job! :) ~Sammy
Good,job,you should make more!
that was awesome, 5 stars!
wow... (angel: i think shes dead. (nudge: that was great but i think you killed her. (jeb: touching.)