Broken
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I wrote these poems based on true events on a girl I know very well.
She died this year, very recently.
She was killed by some monster, which killed a lot more than he wanted.
Or he killed her because he knew this would happen.
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I Feel Broken, I Am Broken
I feel broken.
I can't be touched.
I feel broken.
No one knows it.
I feel broken.
I can't be fixed.
I feel broken.
He stabbed my heart.
I feel broken.
He tore it two.
I feel broken.
There's nothing to do.
I feel broken.
My heart doesn't beat.
I feel broken.
I can't feel.
I feel broken.
My tears fall down.
I feel broken.
I can't stand.
I feel broken.
No one can help me.
I feel broken.
So, God help me.
I feel broken.
Just like a toy.
I feel broken.
He threw me away.
I feel broken.
Just leave me be.
I feel broken.
You can't see.
I feel broken.
I am broken.
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My Hand Is Bleeding
My hand is bleeding,
and it won't stop.
My hand is bleeding,
I can't feel the gush.
My hand is bleeding,
the burgundy against my skin.
My hand is bleeding,
it won't lessen.
My hand is bleeding,
the pain is numb.
My hand is bleeding,
and it won't stop.
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Breath
I take a breath,
but it hurts my lungs.
I take a breath,
but it is weak.
I take a breath,
but it doesn't help.
I take a breath,
but something doesn't let me.
I take a breath,
but see red on the floor.
I take a breath,
but I throw up blood.
I take a breath,
but it is shaky.
I take a breath,
but it's my last.
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Horror
The monster laughs
and hits my face.
His breath is rancid,
but his clothes are clean.
My hands are bound
by his tight hold.
He takes my innocence
and makes me cry.
I don't love him,
but he loves my innocence.
He is rough and hard,
and his sickness is horror.
I can't feel,
but I feel dead.
I don't want to live,
his face is plastered to my eyelids.
A sharp pain hits me,
square in the chest.
I look at the object,
this protrudes it.
I gasp,
and shudder,
but it doesn't move.
I feel suddenly
weak, and calm,
and tired.
It is horror.
And it's killed me.
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That's all I have right now.
I can't write.
I can't breathe.
I can't be alive,
'cause I feel dead.
This may be my last.
I love you all.
- 3-
Magical Little Corner