Fake smile.
Dried eyes.
Scratched wrists.
Bruised thighs.
White pills.
Rope tied.
Guns loaded
SUICIDE
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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 loaded
SUICIDE
