TW- topic of death kinda and Mention of blood
I knew you could never
I knew you wouldn't help me
You told me that you would help
Me with anything i would ever need
But now i know that isn't really true i had
To have someone else help me because of
You if only you were there to clean up the blood
I wouldn't have got caught but you know what you did
You turned me into the police because you thought i was
Doing something wrong all i was doing was letting them go to
Heaven early and i mean the staff at the hospital were gonna do it
Soon enough i was just giving them help without them actually knowing
It but that's okay because once i get out of jail even if your hiding your next
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short things i write
Teen FictionTheses storys can go from sad storys to happy to mad to weird to a whole lot of things