Poems from shannon_richards

“students I want you  to write a poem tonight. And let that poem come out of you and be you.”   You want this poem to be me but if it is...
I slide the blade accross my wrist, an urge I just could not resist. I don't actually want to die, but all I ever do is cry and I'm so sick...
Don't you know our love burns infinitly? So bright a fire, one must shield their eyes. Raidiating heat and joy passion flys, embracing one...
Let the blade cut deep, but never shall I bleed. Not this time nor next, shall you see my blood upon my sleeve.
You hate my laugh. You hate my voice. You hate my dance You hate me.   and all I really want to do is someday impress you, but that will...

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