sara-lee - Hello Poetry

The ruby red liquid Dripped to the floor. The pain long since forgotten. A sigh escaped the mouth Of the one everybody had Forgotten. A wide smile carved Its way through The sleep deprived face. She could finally be free And fly amongst the stars. Set free of her inner Demons. The ruby red liquid And a ****** red smile

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 6:42 PM UTC

The Ruby Red

The ruby red liquid Dripped to the floor. The pain long since forgotten. A sigh escaped the mouth Of the one everybody had Forgotten. A wide smile carved Its way through The sleep deprived face. She could finally be free And fly amongst the stars. Set free of her inner Demons. The ruby red liquid And a ****** red smile

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For once I was happy But you turned around and stabbed me in the back

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May 12, 2014

May 12, 2014 at 5:43 PM UTC

Happy

For once I was happy But you turned around and stabbed me in the back

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When I was young And unafraid I left my home And sailed far away

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May 12, 2014

May 12, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC

Behind

When I was young And unafraid I left my home And sailed far away

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The steel blade makes a **** A deep slash. Blood pours down the drain. Am I pretty now? I cover who I truly am. I hide myself from the world. I ask you... Am I pretty now? I have had my fair share of battle scars. Heard words that stung like bees. Each time we hear those words, we ask ourselves: Is it true? What did I do? You make us weak. You break us down. You make us think: Am I really ugly now? Look around, Take a good look. We hide from the world, Because of your words. You make us feel unwanted! Like a disease that can be contracted! What gave YOU the right, To make us feel like this? I never understood why, People talk like this. Have they got no heart? Have the got no soul? What makes them feel, Like this is all right? To make others suffer, With no friends in sight? What gives them the right, To make fun of us? They don’t know us. They don’t know what we have been through. The worst part is, After you realize you’ve pushed too far. They are gone, And they are not coming back. You mourn for their loss, But why bother at all? You are the one, Who caused it all. They might have grown up to be brilliant, But they can’t. They were robbed of that chance, As soon as the first word left your mouth. There is one word that describes you perfectly. BULLY! Your ruined their chances, At a thing we call life. It’s your fault. They never did anything. Why them? What made you choose them? It’s really disgusting. What you did. You know that, Right? How do you feel? Proud? Happy? Accomplished? Or do you feel ashamed? Think about it. YOU JUST MADE SOMEBODY END THEIR OWN LIFE! It’s all your fault they are gone. So think to yourself, ‘What Have I done?’ I ask you... Am I pretty now?

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May 12, 2014

May 12, 2014 at 4:52 PM UTC

Am I pretty now?

The steel blade makes a **** A deep slash. Blood pours down the drain. Am I pretty now? I cover who I truly am. I hide myself from the world. I ask you... Am I pretty now? I have had my fair share of battle scars. Heard words that stung like bees. Each time we hear those words, we ask ourselves: Is it true? What did I do? You make us weak. You break us down. You make us think: Am I really ugly now? Look around, Take a good look. We hide from the world, Because of your words. You make us feel unwanted! Like a disease that can be contracted! What gave YOU the right, To make us feel like this? I never understood why, People talk like this. Have they got no heart? Have the got no soul? What makes them feel, Like this is all right? To make others suffer, With no friends in sight? What gives them the right, To make fun of us? They don’t know us. They don’t know what we have been through. The worst part is, After you realize you’ve pushed too far. They are gone, And they are not coming back. You mourn for their loss, But why bother at all? You are the one, Who caused it all. They might have grown up to be brilliant, But they can’t. They were robbed of that chance, As soon as the first word left your mouth. There is one word that describes you perfectly. BULLY! Your ruined their chances, At a thing we call life. It’s your fault. They never did anything. Why them? What made you choose them? It’s really disgusting. What you did. You know that, Right? How do you feel? Proud? Happy? Accomplished? Or do you feel ashamed? Think about it. YOU JUST MADE SOMEBODY END THEIR OWN LIFE! It’s all your fault they are gone. So think to yourself, ‘What Have I done?’ I ask you... Am I pretty now?

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