Blood Every Where

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Running blood
Red and thin
Dripping down my brown skin
Not enough still need more
Find a weapon, what shall I use
I’ll hit myself so I can bruise
Still not enough, still want more
Slam my fingers in the door
It still doesn’t hurt, I’m craving more
Go in my room Open up my special draw
Find my knife, hold it tight
Slash my wrist until I cry
Just enough so I won’t die
There’s blood every where
And now it really hurts
Take my cloth and try to clean the mess
Wash walls and carpet
Make myself look the best
Wash all my instruments pretend that I’m ok
And then I act happy for anther day

By sherrie turner
Published: 11/30/2006
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