She spends all of her time,
Plotting ways to end the pain.
Alone in her room, she cries.
After walking home in the rain.
She bleeds her heart out,
As he walks away.
She falls to the ground,
With nothing left to say.
She's all alone again,
The razor's in her hand.
She pressed it to her skin,
Time turned to sand.
She's bleeding again.
No one's there to take the blade away.
She falls to the floor and,
She fades into yesterday...
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My Scars Exposed #wattys2018
Şiir"We've all got our horrors and our demons to fight. But how can I win when I'm paralyzed?"-Bring Me The Horizon Poetry has been a big part of my life for a long time now. I express my feelings on these pages (screens?) because sometimes it's hard to...
