Cross my wrists and hope to die,
Whilst trapped within a tragic lie,
The macabre, so dark and grim,
Within a life where lights are dim,
Lost and lonely; dying slowly,
Hoping darkness takes me wholly,
Steals my soul from bleeding skin,
And lets me rest away from sin.
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@Blueblotts hahah sorry 😝 I decided to stop, figured you were getting spammed lol. Won't change her opinion either way 😒😘
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