Minds his
own business,
Never speak
to anyone.
Some say
he's a freak,
Some say
his got problems,
Others say that's
just him.
After school,
In his room,
With no-one,
The shirt comes
off.
On display,
Are scars.
Big scars,
Little cuts,
And life scaring
Wounds.
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Love & Hate
PoetryLove and Hate; things/people you love and things/people you hate; Everyday life, different things and they need to be written about so.. here goes P.S: you have things for me to write about just message me and it'll be done COPYRIGHT (C) 2014 This_I...
