Suicide

by krissy   Jan 4, 2005


~you see my face
black and red
as if i were dead
although i am not
at least not yet
for this pain i feel
is oh so real
though the thoughts inside
are now going to die
you look at my neck
you start to cry
the cut you see
is to hard to bare
its black and red same as my face
and then you knew
with no extra thought
that this young lil girl
who you saw on the streets
has killed herself
but when you talk to her friends and family
they can not believe
for these pains she never showed
although now she has!!!

Always streetgurl91
(kristen)

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