One cut,
Two cut,
Three cut,
Four,
He's trying to break down her bathroom door,
But he already has,
But he doesn't know he has breaking them down in her heart,
She cuts some more,
Five cuts,
Six cuts,
Seven cuts,
Eight,
She bleeding now...
He's screaming her name,
She not listening though,
He trying to break down the door again,
Nine,
Ten,
Eleven,
Twelve,
Her vision is blurry,
He breaks in,
Her holds her,
His best friend,
I could've prevented this he sobbed,
She will never be here again with me...
Why?
He thought,
He will never know now.
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~Flo
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