They say go to hell
But I think I'm already there
Because the words they say burn my mind
The words they spit hurt more than hell fire could
The looks I get are worse than the Devil's stare
I'd much rather burn on hell
Than be here with all these people
So maybe I should make my own flames
Because who would care
Maybe I should start a fire to burn my soul
A flame to scar the skin
A coal to burn my heart
Hell
I'm already there
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Random Poems
PoesíaI like to write. Well sometimes, lately I have been writing poems so I decided I would put some on here. so yeah, I hope you like it. UPDATE--- 1/26/16 As of today I'm 12 days clean. So if I post anything about cutting or something it was from the...
