The real me

by Cindy   Mar 2, 2010


As i lay down my head,
i think of why i bleed,
it was your name i carved,
my heart you halfed,
The memories still stay,
i wont forget what i did that day...

My wrists so tender,
looking as if they've been in a blender,
I remember those lonely nights,
along with so many fighs,
Now im too scared to sleep,
I can't help but weep...

You say "I love you,"
But is it true?
My heart has been teared,
But now i finally see... You never really cared!!!

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