Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: Untitled by Noname Face

By Noname Face
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Tags: noname face, poetry, poem

She was a daydreamer
she was from some other world
she had lost her mind
and lived in her paradise.
look at her, she's got the eyes
sparkling, in that warm dark side,
dayglow faces bouncing around,
mirror of death she's asleep,
glowing veins under a black suit,
death is a hippy she waits for the best.
it's coming soon, the firework is set,
everybody's waiting for the glorious show

You love her and yet you see
one more time, Pink dyed hair princess
Pink Power, that's what she said
you love her and you hate it!

She lies there and nobody cares,
crying herself to sleep
over scares that won't heal,
spilled all over her pale skin
the poison brings her back to life
smuggling its way through the blood.
She freed herself from its embrace
and the hippy stays there ashamed.
One more time he failed, the rain came
And drown it all, dissolved tears tainted in red
Are all that's left from the so called disaster.
the show's over, the assistance fights.

You love her and yet you see
one more time, Pink dyed hair princess
Pink Power, that's what she said
you love her and you hate it!

She's awake, look at her chest
breathing Hell, fire blown through cold lips
warm the room, the light is on
cry your eyes out, she's coming
like a wave, god she's pretty.
Burning sunshine, blinding sunbeam
senseless you wander around,
and in her arms you fall, and in love you die
the spell won't dry and you thought
that only death would harm her,
but as she walks in you know,
that it's never gonna end...

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