Warning
Implications of self harm
*Poetry/Real*
There's blood on her shirt.
And on the tissue by her bed.
Right next to where her blade sits.
She locks the door and we know.
We know what she's doing in there.
It's shown by the blood on her shirt.
And on the tissue by her bed.
Right next to where her blade sits.
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Just some thoughts I had to put into words. I've been going through things at the moment and this was swimming in my head. Anywho...
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Thoughts Left Behind
General FictionA compilation of short stories in a variety of different genres. (Sorry this is such a terrible description, there was no way to put it without it sounding really stupid.)
