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Sun, 06/01/2014 - 18:31 -- hduane

I read the words

of the broken

written in blood

dig deeper, dig deeper

Why you hurtin' so much?

 

She feels nothing anymore

nothing at all

Pills and a razor

Now what will that solve?

 

Problems and pain

no one understands

those are all lies

Why'd you cut off helping hands?

 

"It'd be easy", she says

"so easy to die"

I'm sick of the hurt'

I wanna know WHY?

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