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Just another poem I wrote well about...um…suicidal even though I’m still here...just tell me what you think…
Take a look in the mirror
Tell me what you see
Please tell me that
That girl isn't me

Blood drips on the sink
Tears fall from my eyes
My life wasn't fair
No one cares if I die

Razor white teeth
Meet with my skin
This real sweet pain
Is what I yearn to win

They cut through my veins
Leave nothing but regret
Then scars on my skin
Tell me not to forget

I bleed until death
In my sorrows I drown
My life has been lost
And never been found.

By Karen Sanchez
Published: 3/24/2007		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
 
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