Seventy-Five

by Crystal   Jul 28, 2009


75 times she cuts her legs
75 times I wasn't there
75 times she jus let go
75 times she couldn't bare

75 times she felt the hurt
75 times she released her pain
75 times she felt like shit
75 times with nothing to gain

75 times I couldn't help
75 times I let her down
75 times she didn't stop
75 times in her tears she drowns

75 times she turns to the blade
75 times in just one night
75 times she tears her skin
75 times as she holds it tight

75 times she tries to hide
75 times she tries to run
75 times I feel helpless
75 times till she decides she's done.

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