Those Tears I Cry

Those tears I cry,
They tell a story.
Of love, of hate,
Of stress and worry.

Each drop has a reason,
Each drip has a plea.
They're tired of hiding,
They want you to see.

My life's full of hate,
I'm living in hell.
My heart's turned to ice.
My God can't you tell?

The blade is my friend,
My true one and only.
It listens and gleams,
I never feel lonely.

It's always around,
In my arm, it lives.
Bloody and slick,
My death it will give.

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