《Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken》Untitled 7

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I cover my wrists from every pair of eyes

I am scared of myself every night

The intrusive thoughts of death

Crawl into my bed

Monsters that smile when they say my name

Make me want to cry

I want to deny

To say I'm okay

When I am not

There is so much darkness in my heart

Hope, a sun that just won't shine

My wrists are wounded

streaked with lines of hate

Self-loathe

a knife so sharp

you've never felt

it loves you when you die

it hates you when you smile

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