This poem is not plagiarized, i wrote this myself...
Blood streaks on the window...
I gaze upon this empty room
And look into those dead hazel eyes...
All the guys want her
because she was pretty damn hot...
You all look on in horror
At what used to be me...
The still black water;it's tempting;I might
turn around and it will all be the same...
There once was a little dolly
that sat on my bed...
Inside me is a girl
as terrified as can be...
It's been almost a year now,
365 days ago seems like yesterday...
There are those who treasure death, then there are...
But it still makes me feel uncomfortable, to know...
I want to die
I'll leave in the night...
The song of Death has washed over me
The song of sorrow and tears of the sea...
Daddy, you once told me
to stand up strong...