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Look At Me

A slash here A slash there The blood keeps dripping As my heart continues ripping Look at my wrists and tell me what you see Do you see weakness or do you see me Look at the stains seeping through Make sure you pay attention to the story too They show all my struggle and pain Torn between being sane and insane Some would think I have it great But its just me that I hate It's not even just me I despise It's the addict in disguise Most days I wish I was dead Look at all the blood and tears I shed I'm not living anymore

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 10/1/2014 7:18:00 PM
i can relate too your poem
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