A night she lives every night

by terra   Jun 14, 2008


She sits alone and cries but knows she really wishes she would die and the pain and she watches as her blood drains she's going insane she sits in a tub full of her own blood and thinks of him and the lights are slowly fading away just as her life and one last cut with that knife and she's dead why not she says?? but instead she crawls into bead and cries her self to sleep like every other night

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