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Diagnosis Emo

Diagnosed emo
I reject thusly
My fingernails know no paint
My hair knows no dye
My eyes know no shadow
Though my wrists bare scars
I reject your insults
Even though they chuckle
Like empty waves of regret
Slowly draining my black blood
From my black heart

Shit! My diagnosis may be correct...
I'd rather be goth or dead!
Melodramatic rape of sadness
Save me a tear.


*This poem is directed at my younger self.
Written by anonymouslyhere (Pariah Shadow)
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