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by Jessi Mar 18, 2014 category : Sadness, depression / about death
When she wants peace She picks up the blade Dragging it across her skin She looks at the life she made Blood falls to the floor Like big tears She remembers the day When he was no longer here He said he loved her But he left her there She began to wonder If he had ever cared When you love someone You don't let them leave If he really loved her Then she wouldn't have to bleed Making another cut Tears roll down her cheek With the loss of blood Her body goes weak She falls to the floor In her pool of sorrow and pain At least this way She can never hurt again 2003