Are you one of those self-referentially defeating creative emos? Where would we be without an outlet for creative expression? Slit your wrists and bleed on the page emo kids, this will be the future site of all your sad emo poetry and disturbed emo art.

What Made Those Scissors Sink

Raw poetry, hot out of the House of Emo discussion group. I entitled this post "What Made These Scissors Sink", my favorite line from the poem. To me it reflects the harsh realities that today's youth are dealing with all across the world.

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Posted on Friday, October 13, 2006 at 09:15AM by Registered CommenterMerely Human in | Comments145 Comments

I Dreamt of People That I Never Met

Last night wasn't as bad as the night before | I dreamt of people that i never met | Wished for everything to be right | My clock stopped on 11:10...

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Posted on Wednesday, July 26, 2006 at 04:00PM by Registered CommenterSickMoshBro in | Comments848 Comments