Poems by Tiffany Vorce

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  • When I think about it I start to cry,
    I lay down and cut myself as I want to die...

  • Your eyes so blue,
    Skin so soft...

  • Death is here
    Death is so near I can feel it breathing on my...

  • A girl who is only 10 years old,
    Sits on her bed alone, bare, and cold...