Tw- mirror and wall abuse, blood, self-harm
The mirror shattered and bloody
His hands torn and shaking
His ripped black hoodie
The tragic thoughts bad enough in the making
The trauma forever replays
The dreadful mirror still broken
The horrible thoughts here to stay
The window to his soul will forever be closed never open
The sink painted red
The pain she will always feel
The mirror full of dread
The wall that felt like steel
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Poems of an Interesting Mind
FantasyHello you have come upon my poems. My poems are based off of many things, my stories, dreams, an object, real events, or even scenery. I try to make my poems rhyme but some won't. Also please don't steal any of my poems I worked very hard on them. ...
