I have tear stains on my cheeks
And blood stains on my wrists
And a phone I'm my back pocket
And a friend by my side
He tells me he loves me
And doesn't want me to die
He helped me put down the blade
He showed me the light
He tought me to smile
He taught me to fight
-BLACK_STAR33
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Random>°•°< Chapter 1-9 are old poems I wrote during a bad place in life but then went back and added onto moast of them (: The rest of it is my life at a new View
