I am a killer
I killed her
She was young and happy
The old me.
They asked me why
"But she was so pretty!"
It wasn't me
I couldn't stand to let her cry.
I've cut her hairs
Hid her chest
I hoped you would not stare
So she could get some rest.
I am not sorry
But I really hope she is happy
In another body
Full of femininity.
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The Poetry Book of a Damaged Mind
Poesia/!\Important/!\ ^This book contains sensible subjects as suicidal thoughts, self harm and many other subjects that might make some people uncomfortable. Poetry is to share feelings, some of them are sadness or pain but if it is too much to handle yo...
