Sin was a girl
She was lost to the world
Didnt give a shit just couldnt worry to be fixed
She was sick
They never caught on to it
She cried all night
Untill she found that fucking knife
Now it doesnt matter nether does her life
Its time to bid thee goodnight
She whisperd behind closed eyes
She met the others in heaven but on the special side
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cutting diarys
Poetrythese are storys some made up some true that will tell about cutting and being insane at the ends the kids that dies befor will meet
