Her love was an angel
Every day was a new hell
The pillows were covered in tears
She lived in her fears
Her life wasn't worth the pain
It caused her to be insane
The picture of who she loved kissed
Then she put a cut on each damned wrist
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Sad Poems
PoetryA book of poems, I've been writing through out the years. Most are sad and depressing and others are love that gets destroyed. Some I relate to and some I dont.
