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Unexplained Hatred

Short miscolored pieces of trash
Sit upon my misshappen head
Big brown eyes, dull as dirt
Rest upon a face full of hurt
Cleverly disguised as a bright teen girl
Is a pile of worthless trash who wants to leave this Earth
All alone is all I've ever known
But now it's reaching the depths of my soul
And I'm not sure how much more I can take
Pain upon pain, and I have yet to break
But there's only so much one can comprehend
Before they pop open their razor and step off the deep end
Slash upon slash, blood slides down my wrist
And out comes my hair, fist after fist
All that's left for me to finish
Is my soft supple neck
....solved with one final slit
Written by ShaienneMachale (Ladazia Jackson)
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