Anonymous Ghurl Poems

I'm sick of the bullshit
The rumors and lies
The rot and decay
And the swarm of black flies
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Row, row, row your boat even as you sink
Take a step forward as you stand at the brink
Ba ba black sheep of the family
Woolen bag over on my head 'cause I want to be free
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A is for anxious
B is bequest
C is for cutter
D is depressed
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Oh Master my Master
Oh where have you been
I wallowed in filth and
I drowned in sin
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Here for first time cutters is a warning for me to you
Cutting is not the answer for the pain you're going through
It may seem at the time that your options are small
Cutting only makes it worse and I will tell it all
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Shade and Shadow
Dark and Night
Demons move
Beyond your sight
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When a bone is
Broke in two
Where they heal
They're stronger. You
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Broken windows shattered mirrors
The tiny slivers fall like tears
They cut me till my arms run red
They make me wish that I was dead
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Once there were three
We were He, She, and Me
We three, we were free
Happy, joyous were we
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The world's distressed
That's plain to see
Filled with slaves
That think they're free
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