You ran around with your knife of love , stabbing me many times in my heart , this never ending pain , never compared to anything I felt before , you left me on the hard floor , and I still lay there now , thinking whilst my blood and compassion and pain poured out of me .
Just a small poem I made up on the spot (: Sometimes when someone leaves you , the don't leave physical scars , but emotional scars . It feels like your heart has been beaten and destroyed . No pain compares to it . No plasters are stitches can make you feel better .
With all due respect, I've seen your artwork and all, and I think it's quite lovely, but I don't think there's any need to insult others' art. If ErinBird wants to post this so called "emo crap," she can, and I'm afraid there's nothing you can do to stop her. She has just as much of a right to post this as you do your artwork, and so I suggest that if you don't like it, you keep your mouth shut and just don't look at it. No one's forcing you to look at her stuff. There's absolutely no need to be so harsh. Again, I deeply apologize if I offended you, but I just thought that I should clear up there's no reason to be so hateful for others. Hasn't somebody ever told you that if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all?
I really like the concept of this one. People can be very cruel.
the poem isnt even of good quality.