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I am.

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Nikki Peacock

I am a child writing of my pain.I am a person living a life of shame.I am your daughter writing of her deppression.I am a sister trying to make a good impression.I am your friend acting like I am fine.I am wishing this life where not mine.I am a girl who thinks of suicide.I am a teenager pushing her tears aside.I am a student who does'nt have a clue. I am the girl sitting next to you.I am the one asking you to care.I am your child hoping you will be there.


When I met you.

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Nikki Peacock

When I met you I was scared to talk to you.When I talked to you I was scared to kiss you.When I kissed you I was scared to hold you.When I held you I was scared to love you.Now that I love you im scared to loose you.

Remember

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Nikki Peacock

Your voice is what I remember,so gentle,soft and sweet.Your eyes are what I remember,that would melt me withought heat.Your smell is what I remember,but its hard to describe.So I ask you one favor,to express what I meant,could you please wash the dishes to get that lemon fresh scent?

Rose

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Nikki Peacock

A rose so soft.
A thorn so sharp.
A leaf so rough.
A stem so long.
The rose is cut,
The thorns are not sharp.
The leaves crumble,
The stem breaks.
The rose was cut to its death,never to be seen again.

Numb

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Nikki Peacock

The sharp edge of the razor cuts my skin easily.Im numb to the pain,numb to the blood.Too numb to realize whats happening or realize what im doing.One cut follows another and another,till I cant stop.The razor falls from my hand,blood dripps down my arm.Tears roll down my cheaks.What have I done?

Crying in pain.

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Nikki Peacock

Crying into my pillow of pain and sorrow.Heartache so great,the pain I cant bare.My pillow is soaked from my tears.My stomch hurts from all the crying.I sleep away my sorrows when I can.Holding up to my emotions.Hiding everything that I think of.Seeking to try and find help.So quiet in the corner,my stomach making me weak to the pain.I need to sleep my worries away,into nightmares.

Life isnt fair.

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Nikki Peacock

She lies,she steals,she pretends she cant feel.She's lost,not found because no one is around.Her life is give or take,but its one big mistake.She pretends she does'nt care because life isnt fair.She hates herself,she wants to die and that my dear is true,no lie.