Cutting Poem by Victoria Ayres
Cutting
I'll say it, I'll tell
The world will finally know
Yes I did those things
Made red out of white snow
The icy steel was smooth
Sank so easily in
Out was not so sweet
But still my powers win
I understand it's bad
I'm crazy now they say
For cutting myself all up
Each and every day
been there and done tht. its really not worth it. but hey do wat u gotta do.
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5/3/2024 2:29:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's a very good poem, the rhyme isn't forced. I like it. There is good imagery in there too. Well done.