Starting at the girl I once new
Reflecting on the watter so blue
If only words could wash away,
With the watter I drown.
My life fades away,
And scars become known to people around.
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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
