Fake smile.
Dried eyes.
Scratched wrists.
Bruised thighs.White pills.
Rope tied.
Guns loadedSUICIDE
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Poems
PoetryThese are poems I wrote starting at late 7th grade. Now I am in 10th grade, still write some poems, not as many as I did in Middle School. Hope you enjoy them, even though there really dark. BYE MY DEMONS
Suicide
Fake smile.
Dried eyes.
Scratched wrists.
Bruised thighs.White pills.
Rope tied.
Guns loadedSUICIDE