And then he saw her scars.
"Show me the blades"
He said.
She cried,
But handed them over.
He slashed and slashed,
But it was his own arm.
"Stop!"
She cried.
"Why are you doing this?"
She screamed.
He answered in tears,
"Because this is what your doing to me."
DU LIEST GERADE
mah poems =3 annnnnnd QUOTESSSSSS!!!!!
PoesieI don't really know guys... There is a lot of random stuff in this thing you call a book.
