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You ask what the scars on my arms and legs are
i shake my head and softly reply
the scars on my arms and legs are morbid poems
speaking truth
they are not scars from self-destruction
as so many say
at least i know that
but the blood never runs
down my arms
through my heart
the morbid poetry is my own
to decipher
you say i should stop with knives and razors
i already have
it hurts me to hurt you
even if i am hurting myself in the first place
no more morbid poetry
although some found truth in it
- by AnnieAnachronism |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/07/2009 |
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- Title: Morbid Poetry
- Artist: AnnieAnachronism
- Description: there is no description...if you want to know what it's about, read it.
- Date: 07/07/2009
- Tags: morbid poetry
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Comments (2 Comments)
- bnsrrose95 - 11/20/2011
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I liked that poem a lot...it gives great visuals and lets the reader have their own interpretation of what's going on...bravo! smile
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- Rayne Engel - 07/08/2009
- oh, me likey...
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