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Thorns on roses
And rain drops in the sky
All representing
What happens to my thighs
I pick up the rose
Just to feel alive
Only to realize
It was a razor in disguise
The rain represents
The blood pouring out
Almost as fast
As the tears that come out
You see
I may look happy
But my mind is the sky
Hiding it's true colors
I disguise everything
with rainbows and sunshine
But in reality I'm the thunder and lighting
That let's the rain drip down
Only to find out
There's another storm right around
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My Poems
PoetryThese are the poems I write at my most depressed times to get my feelings out. If you ever feel down and need someone to talk to or something to relate to this is here or I'm here for you.
