Emo Poems show how I feel
bleeding wrist, oh what a thrill
I live a hard life
middle class strife
I want to be different than everyone
except for all the other emos under the sun
Sometimes you just want to let the world know how you feel in the inner most space of your body... I like to call it your innerstitial space
1 comment:
i'm ready for the next emo poem!
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