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my painful cries
My mind is filled with the voices of death.
Inside my head screaming you have nothing left.
As I place the blade upon my eager wrist.
Making sure that my mark I don't miss.
Watching as my life slowly drips to the floor.
Knowing that very soon I'll be no more.
Finally all the hurts gone as my spirit dies.
No longer will anyone hear my painful cries.
Inside my head screaming you have nothing left.
As I place the blade upon my eager wrist.
Making sure that my mark I don't miss.
Watching as my life slowly drips to the floor.
Knowing that very soon I'll be no more.
Finally all the hurts gone as my spirit dies.
No longer will anyone hear my painful cries.
Published 23rd Feb 2015
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