Broken mirror,
Bleeding fist,
A silver blade against a wrist,
Tears falling down to lips unkissed,
Ignore her and she won't exist,
She's not the kind you'll come to miss.
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The life of a self-harmer
Poetry#66 (22/6/17) Don't judge, listen. If you don't like what you see then leave. some simple poems or quotes on the life of a self-harmer. I am in no way promoting self-harm and if anyone ever needs help or advice or just cheering up, I'm always here...
She's not the kind you'll come to miss
Broken mirror,
Bleeding fist,
A silver blade against a wrist,
Tears falling down to lips unkissed,
Ignore her and she won't exist,
She's not the kind you'll come to miss.
