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A poem wrote in a depressed mood. I was just working off of one line in this poem so there might be a few things that will make think huh? And I would like to say no, I don't cut. I don't even know why i have the line in this poem.
Blood bled is just a little rough
But I just haven’t had more than enough.
I slit my wrists and lick the blood away
You’ve made me change in every way.
There isn’t anymore words to say.
Except maybe that I thought of you every-damn-day.
Whatever made me, me
Is now hanging on with a plea
Since you came into my life it will never be as simple as a cup of tea.
I won’t ever run because I’m too scared.
I’ll run when you make one more tear.
It may kill me to not be so near
But I promise you my dear
I will always try to fill myself with cheer.
I say I need to leave
But really I need to believe.
But I just haven’t had more than enough.
I slit my wrists and lick the blood away
You’ve made me change in every way.
There isn’t anymore words to say.
Except maybe that I thought of you every-damn-day.
Whatever made me, me
Is now hanging on with a plea
Since you came into my life it will never be as simple as a cup of tea.
I won’t ever run because I’m too scared.
I’ll run when you make one more tear.
It may kill me to not be so near
But I promise you my dear
I will always try to fill myself with cheer.
I say I need to leave
But really I need to believe.
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