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by idk777idc

Welcome back:)
This is the original poem that I've made, hope u like it!
I don't really know how to think about it
It's quite bad

The sun hits me in the face ,

In a good way,

But not as hard as you hit mine.

I try to hide my scars with makeup and a big blouse so no one can see me in this state.

I try to avoid people so you won't get mad, but still why do I do it?

You still beat me when you're high.

You point your pocket knife at my neck

I kinda wish I was dead.

I breath and I open my eyes

I remember, it was just a nightmare

Then it hits me :

Was it a memory of my awful life,

Falling for a stupid guy,
who I thought was fine,

Ending up with the knife pointing at my eyes,

Tracing slowly to my chest just in front of my heart ready to be stabbed I once breath and I close my eyes,

I see the light and the darkness at the same time.

This is much shorter.