Forget, sounds good,
Forget, I'm not sure I could...

Don't get too close,
Because they could turn around and rip out your...

I know you hurt,
And I know you still want to hold on...

As the saddened summer dew falls from my cheeks,
The blade moves silently upon my wrist...

Eeyore said to Pooh Bear,
"Why am I always sad?&quot...

Cut me with a cheap blade,
Cut me for every minute that fades...

You can see the hatred
In her eyes...

My child you are troubled,
but what could it be...

I have so much to tell you,
But it can never be said...

Fly, fly little wing,
fly free again...

My angel wings need repairng,
so you and i can fly up high...

~i wrote this poem to tell my brother how i feel...
To see you so happy...