Bells Bear Biography
I used to be fun, but since the time of my life exploding, don't expect much from me when it comes to having a lot of fun. My poems are all very real. I cut. I consider suicide. I am just thankful that my life will be ending once my great-grandmother dies; she's the only one that I really care to not hurt.
Friends are people who love you,
So why are mine spliting my heart in two?
I have no talents in reading or art,
But why are skills making us part?
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Roses are red,
the color on my bed.
Violets are blue,
my favorite two.
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Knife through the stomach,
Arrow through the heart;
Be careful for no fingerprints,
that wouldn't be too smart.
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We'll cut for each other,
We'll die for a best friend;
But if that really happens,
It would really be the end.
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