I am sitting here in my
room think of you.
Thinking why you left me,
left me with this
pain in my heart.
You told me to promise
you not to cut myself
but you liedto me so many times.
You broke my heart.
So I pick up the
blade and start cutting again.
There is no stopping
the blood now.
I feel weak and I
Look very pale.
I don't won't you to
see you at my funeral
because I wrote a
letter to my mother
and told her all the
shit that I went though and
all the shit that you
put me though.
Don't even come to visit
my funeral sight either.
 
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