All she wanted was to escape the pain
As she cuts too deep
she cuts a vein
She watches as the blood startes to seep
She crawls over to her bed
Atear falls from her eye
She lays down her head
She is ready to die
Why was no one able to see
That she was me?
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Random things I write
PoetryThese are just some poems I write when stuff happens. Please no hate.
