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Self-Hatred.

Contributed by deathdrop on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 02:15:51 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Give me a place,
Where I can fall down and cry.
Life is sticking close to me,
But i'm full of broken times.

STARE AT ME THEN!
'Coz you've never seen a girl with marks.
SCOWL AT ME THEN!
'Coz I have scars down my arm.

I search the village,
For a place to hide away.
Every where's got people,
Making noise, or playing games.

Some do say "HELLO",
But I just fall away.
I'm filled with darkness,
I'm not worthy of a name.

I'm just given labels,
Because of my scars.
I don't tattoos or piercings.
I'm just a rotting star...

well,
i'm not a star any more.
I'm the girl with scars!
The one that is rotting,
The one, with out,
An inner core.




Copyright © deathdrop ... [ 2004-07-29 14:15:51]
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Re: Self-Hatred. (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 02:25:56 PM AEST
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I still carry the scars, but they are healing, as will yours, you just have to give them time, you are a star... you have just lost your way at the moment....takecare and *hugs*

pixie xx


Re: Self-Hatred. (User Rating: 1 )
by trustisajoke on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 03:14:00 PM AEST
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I carry my scars too, and ppl gawk at me i dont care, anyways good poem
-T.S-


Re: Self-Hatred. (User Rating: 1 )
by katyqueen35 on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 03:15:23 PM AEST
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Awww you poor thing i am sure things will look up soon.Just be stronge and stand tall....
You express your feeling very well in this piece...take care..hugs


Re: Self-Hatred. (User Rating: 1 )
by julu on Friday, 30th July 2004 @ 11:03:28 AM AEST
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you are still a star shing brite. the scars mat still be there, but the pain will soon fade away...




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