Hush Darling, don't You Cry. Quite down, Wipe Your Eyes. Just Lay Down, go to Sleep. Then You will be at Peace. But Please don't pick up the Knife. Please don't make another Slice. I Want You to Know that I Care. I Want You to Know that I'll be There. Always through Thick and Thin, so Please don't Destroy Yourself Within. I've Seen Your Scars. I Know Your Pain, but I want You to Know, You shouldn't have Shame. Because all Your Scars and all Your Marks, are Each a Journey You've Embarked. So Please don't pick up the Knife. Know You will be Alright. So Darling Please don't You Cry. Please now Wipe Your Eyes. But Please don't pick up the Knife. I Promise You will be Alright.
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My Poetry
PoetryThis is my poetry. All of these are based on my life and they are all true. Some dark. Including self harming, eating disorders, suicide, etc. But there are some inspiring poems in here too. I hope you like them. Remember to vote and follow me!; P <...
