Array ( [sid] => 183087 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => When will she stop? [time] => 2016-05-14 11:35:33 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Beautiful and mistaken
her eyes are glazed and vacant
mind plays tricks that harm,
like a chorus of harmonious charm.

Falling into herself,
putting her life up on the shelf
she likes to be alone
she doesn/'/t know where her life may go.

Wrists are scarred with unending pain
the knife screaming out her beautiful name
blood blooming on the flesh like red flowers
the clock counting down till/'/ the fateful hours

Her heart beating in tune with the cuts
life stuck in the awful ruts
until suddenly she stops...
she doesn/'/t want her life to drop

She patches up her broken skin
and prays to god the voices won/'/t win
for every moment of doubt
she/'/ll go upon a different route

Beautiful and mistaken
her eyes are glazed and vacant
the voiced have seemed to stopped
her life has not yet dropped


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When will she stop?
Date: Saturday, 14th May 2016 @ 11:35:33 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: FireStarter
Beautiful and mistaken
her eyes are glazed and vacant
mind plays tricks that harm,
like a chorus of harmonious charm.

Falling into herself,
putting her life up on the shelf
she likes to be alone
she doesn/'/t know where her life may go.

Wrists are scarred with unending pain
the knife screaming out her beautiful name
blood blooming on the flesh like red flowers
the clock counting down till/'/ the fateful hours

Her heart beating in tune with the cuts
life stuck in the awful ruts
until suddenly she stops...
she doesn/'/t want her life to drop

She patches up her broken skin
and prays to god the voices won/'/t win
for every moment of doubt
she/'/ll go upon a different route

Beautiful and mistaken
her eyes are glazed and vacant
the voiced have seemed to stopped
her life has not yet dropped




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