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by phantasticstarkid May 14, 2013 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She lives a life of sorrow She lives a life of dread She lives a life where thoughts of death Always consume her head. Everyday she makes Another scar upon her arm No one seems to understand The need she has to self-harm. She needs to see the blood Dripping to the floor It makes her scream in agony But at the same time she wants more. She lives in this world of darkness The pain growing everyday Her scars are growing more frequently She's slowly slipping away.