1. IN HER VEINS THERE IS NO BLOOD, SHE BLEEDS A DARK BLUE WITH A HINT OF DESPAIR
2. AT NIGHT THE MOON IS THE ONLY THING THAT SHE CAN LOOK AT AND NOT THINK OF YOU, YOU HATED THE DARK
3. SHE WRITES IN CAPS BUT HER MIND IS VIOLENT AND A QUIET AT THE SAME TIME
4. THE ONE SHE LOVED IS GONE AND SHE HOPES SHE WILL BE TOO
5. SHE FINDS COMFORT IN HER FRIENDS BUT KNOWS THEY DON'T FIND COMFORT IN HER
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Early Morning Scribbles
PoetryMy collection of poems, usually written in the early morning hours. (sometimes I'll make them at later times, haha)
