Hope
 
Life suck's,
This I know.

For my scar's,
Have told me so.

How am I to cope,
With life's throws.

To much to bear,
To havey to handle.

With time I'll find a way,
To handle life's way.

But for now my razor blade,
Is the only thing that gives me hope.

By gothiclover87

© 2008 gothiclover87 (All rights reserved)

 

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