A Girl's Blood-Stained Teddy Poem by Sophie Green
A Girl's Blood-Stained Teddy
The teddy that hangs,
Beside her bed
The girl that once owned him,
Is now dead.
The girl was funny,
sweet and kind.
But because of the her scars,
She had to hide.
No-one knows her past is black,
And it follows like a snake.
But she kept everyone happy,
By throwing around smiles that were fake.
So that teddy hangs,
Beside her bed.
It's fur is matted.
And stained blood-red...
I dedicate this to all self-harmers. I'm 12 and I self harm as well. I haven't got over it yet. I don't take my own advice...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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