Sometimes life becomes miserable
So wrists become paper
What people don't understand is that
These aren't just cuts
But a way to escape
A way to encounter pain
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Short poems
PoetryThese are poems written by me, usually they are about life,love, depression or sometimes self - harm . Feel free to comment and tell me how I can improve them! Thanks. Byyee.
A way
Sometimes life becomes miserable
So wrists become paper
What people don't understand is that
These aren't just cuts
But a way to escape
A way to encounter pain
