She wasn't sane,
She felt gamed,
She hates herself,
For not being the same,
She wasn't herself,
But her demon's knew her all to well,
And soon that sweet perky girl,
Was a depressed neglected child,
Depression and neglection are hard,
But the two combined made it worse,
Especially if her life was a battle field,
It's either win or die trying.
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Short Poems [Book #1]
PoetryDuring the making of these poems, I went through different types of writing so some may suck, some may be deep, and some may be good, it all depends on you. My poetry DOES NOT focus on my life, I just enjoy writing dark things about OC's and stuff. ...
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