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Source: german, scene queen, emo girl, ira vampira, blond, black, hair
german, scene queen, emo girl, ira vampira, blond, black, hair
This emo foto contains retrato, tiro en la cabeza, primer, headshot, primer plano, en la cabeza, and closeup. There might also be las piernas desnudas, pantimedias, pantalones ajustados, ceñido, piernas desnudas, pantalones ajustados a la piel,, medias, pantalones ceñidos, ceñidos, calcetería, manguera, hip boot, and thigh boot.
They Can No Longer Hurt Me
© Sabrina Child
Blood boiled in every vain,
Like a flicker in every flame.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
Cause my life is built on lies.
Over powered por my fears,
So I kept quiet for many years.
The secrets tore me up inside.
With a twisted mind and arms atied
They took their turns,
So I buried the burns.
I grew up thinking it was my fault.
My fault for every rape, and every assault.
Those dark memories still haunt my brain,
And still I feel I'm the one to blame.
Every night I lie awake,
Wondering how much I can take.
If only someone would have listened,
To the screams and to the pleads.
Maybe I could have ended it all,
And still be able to stand tall.
But enough's enough.
Tonight I will stay tough
And maybe for once they will see
That they can no longer hurt me.
Source: They Can No Longer Hurt Me, Rape Poems link
© Sabrina Child
Blood boiled in every vain,
Like a flicker in every flame.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
Cause my life is built on lies.
Over powered por my fears,
So I kept quiet for many years.
The secrets tore me up inside.
With a twisted mind and arms atied
They took their turns,
So I buried the burns.
I grew up thinking it was my fault.
My fault for every rape, and every assault.
Those dark memories still haunt my brain,
And still I feel I'm the one to blame.
Every night I lie awake,
Wondering how much I can take.
If only someone would have listened,
To the screams and to the pleads.
Maybe I could have ended it all,
And still be able to stand tall.
But enough's enough.
Tonight I will stay tough
And maybe for once they will see
That they can no longer hurt me.
Source: They Can No Longer Hurt Me, Rape Poems link
alone, crying, in dismay.
Cannot deny all this pain,
wonder if things will ever be the same.
Blood is streaming down my arm,
first ever time I've done self-harm.
I only did it cos I'm sick of my life,
cannot oso, oso de to live with this strife.
Too much anger and too much frustration,
tired of all the complication.
My friends are the only ones that understand me,
my brothers are twats and my mam is a freak!
I just want to see that white light,
no más fear, tears and fights.
But I don't want to leave my friends,
should my life go on o should it end?
I've been researching about why people hate emos and this what I got.
1) they obviously emos don't
2) the música emos listen to
3) all the make up emos put on( even though people who ant emos still were lodes of make up)
How would they feel if we took the piss out of... how they dress o what música they listen to? maybe... just maybe they might feel how we feel.
