Slit Wrist
Blood flows down the drain
as i slowly cut my vein
deeper and deeper the razor goes
less and less oxygen flows
Blood drips on the paper
to let suicide be shown
slit my wrist and off i go
emotionless
letting no pain show
Copyright © Ashleigh Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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