these poems that you see here are by close friends of mines.
Some are sad some are WTF!!! this is to pass the time while I finish an actual story I'm working on.
The poem below was written by my friend Nate. Please enjoy. Love Yoshie
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I lay the razor to my arm
It hurts....
The blood drips from my arm to my hand
the blood so warm and bright
i lay on my bed and look at my posters
i look at the times
its 6:00 PM
i close my eyes and wonder if ill open them again
The reason why I wrote this pomes was because everyday I thought about it but was afraid to do it.
Now I write poems to show that I still think about it but wont do it. -nate
