They are where her demons hide
They slowly blind her
From her beauty
Here eyes
Hate her
That pretty shade of blue
Is cause by her tears
Those small tears
THe stain her cheeks
Her eyes
Are the gateway
To her dark soul
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Poems by a Broken One
RandomPoems for the broken. The ones that hate themselves, and everyone around them. The ones that are outcast or weirdos. The ones that hate themselves, the ones the want to die. The ones that cut, or purge, or starve. These are poems written by the brok...
