Her suicide

by Rhiannon   Sep 17, 2006


The pain is flooding in again,
She feels the need,
the need to cut,

The fresh cuts on her wrist,
begin to give her away,
they are beginning to see through the lies.

Tonight she cries to the skies,
She begins to plead,
"Kill my pain,
and kill me too,
tonight is my suicide."

By: Rhiannon Lee

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