Have you ever been alone, baby ?
Have you felt the harsh touch of loneliness all across your body?
The terrifying cold burst of wind that reminds you of your unimportance. The darkness that appears and follows your steps because no one else will. The empty eyes of the people you used to know everything about , I don't think you know how that feels. You , always surrounded by the people who laugh at your attempts to destroy someone else, but how would you feel being surrounded by the decomposing skulls of the people you killed with your hard words and cutting insults. Honey you are a killer , you are the reasons of skin being tore apart by blades, did you know that ,my love?
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Poetryuncorrected truths , thoughts from a little girl who thinks the world revolve around her.