Cutting the skin piercing my soul watching the blood tinkle out of the whole Red lines on my arms screams in my head pain in my heart blood on my bed tears in my eyes wishing I would die you’ve done this to me you’ve caused me this pain now the blood is coming out like rain an angel appeared and asked me why and that right there is when I start to cry I cry because I still love you I cry because I don’t know what to do it’s 3 AM as I wake up with the screen I suddenly realize it’s just a dream. (Written by Amera Brown) #poets
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