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by Ashley Jun 15, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Friendships torn, Razors worn. Blood just falls, So much lost, Between these walls. Must not fall, Got to keep going. But death is calling, Blood is flowing. Ive lost myself, I want to die. Cant do it anymore, All I do is cry. Tears and blood now dry, Flying high. I bid good-bye, And jump from the sky.