She started cutting rose bushes in the 6th grade
No one told her to stop
They didn't even give it another glance
She started cutting rose bushes in 6th grade
It followed her up into 12th grade
She stopped cutting rose bushes on graduation day
Because she cut at one thorn that wasn't as strong
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Breathe
PoetryHelp, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, and needy Warm me up and breathe me Ouch, I have lost my...
