*I wrote this in like 7th grade so it sorta sucks.
Everyone around- isolated by hatred... no one to...

*this isn't really a poem.. it's just a thank you...
Thanks for anyone who's ever read my poetry and...

*not really poem tho- its a songi wrote*
This fateof mine is lookin pretty grim, without u...

Black mascara runsdown her cheeks,
tasting the bitter-salty tears...

Look at these scars,
upon my wrists...

I know you are here with me,
Right here inside my heart...

So when, when in my life will he when I need him...
When in my life will he appear...

If you left me,
would I cry...