Tick, tock
There goes the clock,
Washing your time away.
Drip, drop
Here comes the mop,
Washing your blood away.
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The life of a self-harmer
Poetry#66 (22/6/17) Don't judge, listen. If you don't like what you see then leave. some simple poems or quotes on the life of a self-harmer. I am in no way promoting self-harm and if anyone ever needs help or advice or just cheering up, I'm always here...
Drip, Drop
Tick, tock
There goes the clock,
Washing your time away.
Drip, drop
Here comes the mop,
Washing your blood away.
