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I wrote a poem long ago--
It was long, with many words.
I wrote it, put my soul in it,
As well as all my hurt.
I showed it to my family,
My teachers, and my friends.
They never truly liked it--
They hated it, in the end.
I was left alone--alone in the world,
With no one by my side.
I tried to talk, but in the end,
I was lost in the silent tide.
I drifted there, alone, and lost,
And didn't know what to do.
I hoped for help, I hoped for a guide,
Yet I never got a clue.
I looked in a mirror in my bright white room,
Curious, as always, to see
The poem I'd written, there on my wrists,
For everyone to read but me.
- by xX -Kurenai Yamashima- Xx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/17/2010 |
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- Title: Something Like It
- Artist: xX -Kurenai Yamashima- Xx
- Description: It's something like that one poem. You know, 'I'm gonna draw a picture, a picture with a twist/ I'll draw it with a razor, I'll draw it on my wrist'? Just different. :/
- Date: 09/17/2010
- Tags: something like
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