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My Blood
My blood I see on the floor. My blood, never knew it'll be this much. My blood on the floor shall be no more, no more is my blood on the floor. why is my blood on the floor? Because this life I just didn't want anymore. My voice so sore, screaming because of others wanting to help me. Why?, Why help me, I wanted to do this you see, this was all me. Now I'm ashamed I never really wanted all the attention. I didn't even want anyone to mention. I'm even surprised at me wailing and screaming like a banshee. My blood on the floor shall be no more, no more is my blood on the floor.
Published 4th Feb 2015
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Anonymous
5th Feb 2015 00:36am
I love this!
5th Feb 2015 9:46pm
you have a great story here really what you need
to do is retype it with only using 6 to 8 words in
a sentence all the way down the left side of the ppage gal you have a fine story here do a little
more adjustment you can't read it the way you have
it typed now try to use 6 or 8 words in a line and if you are beginning and you have this i would keep at it if i were you you have more bye
for now
to do is retype it with only using 6 to 8 words in
a sentence all the way down the left side of the ppage gal you have a fine story here do a little
more adjustment you can't read it the way you have
it typed now try to use 6 or 8 words in a line and if you are beginning and you have this i would keep at it if i were you you have more bye
for now
