Just a slit of the wrist

by Lizzie   May 15, 2005


Night arfter night all you did was cry
So you slited your wrist on the count of 3
you said the pain felt good
So you stabbed your- self in the heart
and then you died
and now all I do is cry

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  • 20 years ago

    by Andrea broken tears

    good work and if you couls plz read mine andrea_help wit suicide

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