When They Leave
The pain she seems to carry.I can't even bare to see.I'm not even there for her.I feel horrible, can't see.I wanna help her.She one of my sisters.I should.I should be protecting her.But i don't even know.We don't even talk that much.She beautiful,amazing.But she doesn't see.Tired of sorta being here.I close my eyes and imagen how happy i use to be.With the blade on my skin.the blood.I miss it.It kinda wrong to say but it's the truth.I'm the monster still but everyone thinks I've changed my thoughts but I only changed my ways.My thoughts remain.I hold the blade in my hand now.Ready for everyone to leave me here alone.And this balde will be my home.It will be my killer.But no one will care.They've all left me here to die.When They Leave
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Tags: Sadness
- SweetBlood
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