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My Wrist

i killed myself last night i said goodbye to my life i carved your name into my wrist just to let you know that i did exist. now i'm floating in my bloody mess watching you cry on me, and now i couldn't care less. i was locked up beneath the ground twisted in my soul, crying to be found held to the floor, my life crushing me down now its just my wrist, that will bleed for eternity, waiting for you to notice its silent screams because thats all of whats left of me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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