I Write Dark Poetry

He said I had the prettiest smile ,
And eyes .
But he was angry when I stopped hiding all the blood from my waist down.
“Your legs are so pretty
So how dare you bleed?”
This doesn’t fit into my plans.
I can’t love a girl that’s real
Who fights.
Who won’t let me leave her alone to die.
Who do you think you are to want any of my heart?
I’m special. “
After that he called me a narcissist
As I lie drugged.
Funny because I love people so much.
He threw me away like garbage
Because the sun didn’t shine on me as pretty that day.
But I have angels who love me
Blood and scars and all.
I lie alone in the graveyard peacefully .
And I’m grateful for the sun.
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