Poems by Melanie

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  • Every night i sit and cry
    Wondering why I'd rather die...

  • When people ask why i cut
    i say think just a minute...

  • The self injury and the depression is slowly...
    The venerated blade is slowly becoming my enemy...

  • One day we will all leave this earth
    so we must live life for all it is worth...

  • I am the same person
    That I've always been...