'There are many reasons why I should die
Many reasons for the times I cried
There are many cuts in my wrist and thigh,'
I think as I sigh
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PoezjaWho would love a girl with scars? Who would love a girl without stars in her eyes. With a soul pitch black? With demons that haunt her in her sleep at night? Who would love a girl that writes and cuts to deal with pain. A girl who'd rather be alone...
Reasons
'There are many reasons why I should die
Many reasons for the times I cried
There are many cuts in my wrist and thigh,'
I think as I sigh
