precious arroyo Poems

She is quiet at times.
She rarely speak her mind.
She feels like a loner,
when she sits in her corner.
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A slice upon a wrist.
Blood pours out of reopened wounds,
pooling onto the floor of a darken room.
Drifting in and out of the shadows of the mind.
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Crying inside.
Underneath i'm dying.
They don't see.
They never do.
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Tears flow like the rain
from all of this constant pain.
Heart full of darkness.
Life full of sadness.
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There are lights flashing at your house
a storm above with dark clouds
there are men in blue at your door
there are blood stains all over your floor
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She is quiet at times
She rarely speak her mind
She feels like a loner
When she sits in her corner
...

The pain is hidden by the mask seal,
that hides the pain that's all so real.
The tortures pain as the soul slowly dies,
it slowly fading behind dark brown eyes.
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Dying inside.
Everyone lies.
Sea of blood
Pouring out my wrist.
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Save me someone
Underneath i'm dying
I can't take this pain anymore
Crying for help but
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The demon in me
its hard to contain.
It tries to break free.
Which causes me pain.
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