Cut- Blood

by samantha miller   May 7, 2009


Blood drips down as it bleeds you
cant see the pain but i can feel it and the burning and the hurt it's not you it's what my mind does it tells me to it tells me how much it can change it i cant change the feeling but i can change my life and thats whey i cut it bleeds red for me and how much my life has changed and why it has making but the meaning it was giving a long time a go when i was born my life was like this so now i am changing it and i am sick so i will take it away and die with my own blood on my own hands

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