Poems by Sunday

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  • You cut yourself I watch you and cry. As I fall 2...

  • I sit in my dark closet with my razor in my hand...

  • Emos, Emos, cut your self, cut your self. Die, Die...

  • I sit here and watch life pass me by and I still...
    You are my life, love, and my world. If you were...