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Saturday, February 10, 2007

Cry little emo kid
The camera wants your scars
Press the blade a little more
Celebrate self harm.
Make out with another guy,
Post up photos of that kiss
Bad poetry and tired clichés
Sleeves above the wrist.
Cry little emo kid
Are those jeans too tight
?Or is it that irritating fringe
Blocking out your light?
Star little emo kid
Everything you own
Listen to that whiney voice
No wonder you’re alone.
Scream into your diary
How hard your life has been
And how you cannot take much more
Life on the emo scene.
Wearing stripes and converse
With your stupid, painted hair,
Writing suicidal notes
Although you wouldn’t dare.
Cry little emo kid
Attention-whore your friends
Tears for songs by pre-school bands
Until the fashion ends.

reproduced without permission from ~inlondontown

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