Baby girl come sit down
We have to talk
The knife is heavy
The blade is sharp
The wrist is soft
Put the knife down
The kids tell you to
The texts don't stop but
Baby girl you time is up
The knife came down
Your seven minutes are up
I love you and hello
The ground looks small from the edge
Well i will see you soom .....
Hi baby girl....
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The Reason I Cry
PoetryI stay awake at night wondering Why... Why me why the big kid why the soft teddy bear why not the rock the one who is strong why me the teddy bear why me the broken man with the will to keep going but depression fights him so when looks happy he i...
