Don't make me talk to you
Don't make me hate you
Don't make me love you
Don't make me cut myself
Don't make me cry
Don't make me die
Please this reflection that I'm staring at isn't my own, making me want to starve and kill myself and making me feel so alone
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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...
