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Guys Have Problems Too
A smile forced onto his lips.
A tear slipping silently from his eye.
His thoughts surrounded by darkness.
A blade pressed to his wrist.
A "sorry" muttered from his lips.
A movement of his hand.
A newly formed cut.
Blood dripping to the floor.
His final words,
"There's nothing to live for."
-j.o.
A tear slipping silently from his eye.
His thoughts surrounded by darkness.
A blade pressed to his wrist.
A "sorry" muttered from his lips.
A movement of his hand.
A newly formed cut.
Blood dripping to the floor.
His final words,
"There's nothing to live for."
-j.o.
Published 5th May 2013
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6th May 2013 1:02pm
Very deep, I'm glad you have written about self harm, it's a hard subject to cover but despite this the poem is great! keep it up :) x
