Poem #4

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Betrayal *= the first line


it happens when you least expect it*

it tears you down

and leaves you for dead

without a second thought

so here i lay

barely breathing

blood running down my arm

knife laying on the floor

because betrayal hurts more than any death

but it will never kill you

it only hurts

over

and over

and over

till there's nothing left of you

but a broken husk

so here i lay

betrayal taking hold

blood running down my arm

knife laying on the floor

waiting for betrayal

to leave one last time

but only hoping

this time

it really is leaving me

for dead

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hi angels

i'm not feeling too good right now

so i decided to re-write this old poem i wrote

but to fit what's going on with me better

anyways i hope you guy are doing good

i thank the 17 of you who have been reading this crap

it means a lot

have a good night day afternoon or whatever

and remember kids don't be like me

cutting isn't the answer

neither is suicide

although me saying it's wrong or stupid would be

ummmmmmm how do i put it

very hypocritical of me

so yeah

byebye angels <3

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