Christina

by kayla   Jun 2, 2006


Dark red blood runs down my rist as i cut deeper and deeper,
trying to releave the stress
warm tears run down my face knowing im not ready to die
looking through the mirror at myself,
knowing this is not who i want to be

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  • 17 years ago

    by Navy SweetHeart

    Sissy...... aww i no i hurt all you when i was that way but i have changed and i need to be able to show you guys that......

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