Lost Love

by xxxNecaFamousxxx   Mar 12, 2006


A broken smile
and a broken heart
cut up wrists and
a passion for art.

She loved him a lot
even more than he knew
but when they broke up
she knew one thing was true.

The blade was her friend
for she used it a lot
to get rid of her pain
that she sometimes forgot.

She wore long sleeve shirts
as to cover up her scars
and the bruises she had
from far away arms.

No one ever had a clue
of the type of pain that she
was exposed to.

Until one day when she
had enough
she took her life,
her time was up.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Gwen

    Awesome, I'm touch by your poem. Love to read more ^_^