Crimson tears flow down
From the eyes she opens on her wrists
While the ones set in her face squeeze shut
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My Depressive Mind
PoetryThis is merely a collection of my thoughts, a glimpse into the insanity that is my mind. Enjoy. *TRIGGER WARNING*
Tears
Crimson tears flow down
From the eyes she opens on her wrists
While the ones set in her face squeeze shut