You've gone again,
my smile fades,
I slit my wrists,
with razor blades.
Unknown to you,
my pain is shed,
it runs in rivers,
Crimson red.
With you it felt right,
I was at peace with my past.
I soon faded away,
Paranoia won at last.
A tangled mass,
my scars will stay.
A deep reminder of my pain,
through out all my dismay.
 
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