She stares at her metal garden of silver
As they reflect her sorrow in the starlight
But turns away from what is shown to her
Her inner demons black out all her light
Plucks a silver flower, a metal fate
With crystal tears glowing under the stars
She places it to skin to desecrate
Thick crimson spills from newly made scars
The stained flower clatters among the rest
A weak smile pulls at her lips one last time
As her heart slows to a stop in her chest
And her corpse falls to the mud, dirt, and grime
Heat leaves the girl quickly after she's died
And that's the story of her suicide
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My Shitty Teen Angst Poetry
PoetryIncludes poems that are.... ∞My feelings∞ ∞Observations of society∞ ∞Situations caused by society∞ ∞Turning people into poems∞ Good luck figuring out what's what
