To some their silence
Is due to violence
Their cruel pain
Is the offenders gain
They hide behind scars
They cut them with stars
It hurts to bleed
It plants a seed
All they do is cry
Because they want to die
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Poems Of My Emotions
PoetryAs the title suggests these are poems of my emotions. Some are sad, while others are happy or just neutral. I write them whenever I get an idea, and my ideas are influenced by my mood. Though not always. I like the more dark and gloomy poems so just...
