Rules

Eat

 

You can't eat

 

Cut

 

You have to cut

 

Cry

 

You have to cry

 

Die

 

You have to die

 

Happy 

 

You can't be happy

 

Healthy

 

You have to eat

You can't cut

You don't have to cry

You can't die

Come with me

I will make the pain go away

Let me kiss your scars better

Together we will make you happy

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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