Sitting on the bathroom floor
A razor blade drags across her skin
Tracing the movement throuhg her veins
Forgive her father for she loves this sin
She never cuts to kill herself
Instead to ease her pain
Blood raises to the surface
And drips down like rain
No tear falls from her eye
But with a few more strokes of the blade
She becomes light-headed
And the room begins to fade
Consciousness has left her
While death whispers in her ear
She can't listen, her voice
Screaming is all she can hear
No longer praying for forgiveness
Her life is now first on her list
Looking down, I secretly
Cherish the scars upon my wrist














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My bite might not kill but it sure fucking hurts!
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Drove through ghosts to get here.
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"Love is beautiful, it keeps you alive. It takes your heart and soul to new heights, you did not know were their." -me
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"Love is beautiful, it keeps you alive. It takes your heart and soul to new heights, you did not know were their." -me
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