Passing Cars:
Passing cars in the street,
I'm siting still,
they're making me.
I pour some more &
slash my wrists.
drawn it out,
but the pain persists.
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aesthetic ✔
Poesiamy poems, give credit. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK SUICIDE AND DEATH IS MENTIONED MULTIPLE TIMES. PLEASE SEEK HELP IF YOU ARE SUICIDAL, DEPRESSED, OR JUST OVERALL SAD. YOU ARE LOVED. •••••••••••••••••••••••...
