Hair
dye, eyeliner
Converse;
black in color.
Music, w r
i t i n g ,
starving, fighting.
Across skin drags
a blade,
for anything her
life to trade.
Lies
lead a life in a
twist,
bracelets
cover wrists.
Cruel
mind, broken
soul
words
hurt
when
taking their toll.
250 faves · 6 comments · Mar 22, 2012 10:05pm
promote_me
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1 decade ago
lovelovelovelovelove<3
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pokepoke38
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1 decade ago
my new favorite poem at the moment.
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XxIMMYxX
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1 decade ago
this is me all over!
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liveitupkeeplaughing
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1 decade ago
lovee this < 3
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shadysback
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1 decade ago
EMO
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Living_Life_To_The_Fullest · 1 decade ago
WOWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!
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