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He Drew Too

 
 
I knew a girl    
Who liked to draw.    
She drew pictures,    
that no body saw.    
    
She was more artistic,    
alone at night.    
Locked up in the bathroom    
and out of site.    
    
She didn't tell a soul,    
and her gallery grew.    
The art of this individual,    
nobody knew.    
    
Her drawings were different,    
no pencil or pen.    
She needed a bandage,    
now and again.    
    
She went on her first date,    
under stars.    
And by mistake, under her sleeves,    
he saw her scars.    
    
She felt so embarrassed,    
her eyes, never met his,    
she just stared at her shoe.    
So he rolled up his sleeves,    
just to show her that,    
he drew too.[/font]  
    
    
       
   
   
   
(Some one plagiarized my poem and placed it on Facebook as theirs.    
I'm soo mad, but hey, I can't do anything about it.    
So I'm just gonna place it here)
Written by PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
Published | Edited 11th Nov 2014
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