slowly across
her hand slipped away
looking at her wrist
it dries on her nd partially on the blade
now tht its done
again it will come tomorow
maybe just as bad
but it will take away the sorrow
th pain frum her life
how she wants to die
but is too afraid
and her friends wont know why
nothin relli bad
nothing to get upset
but its just a fad
and im becoming obsessed
its not tht i hv a reason
but im not a perfect saint
now mii bloods on the paper
i smile as it looks like paint
slowly acrossher hand slipped awaylooking at her wristit dries
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Apr 14, 2008 5:17pm
