Makes me hate myself much more than before,
Rivers pour as I urge the blade to glide,
Swiftly 'cross my skin. I shall take no more!
I cry out and plead, all I need is help.
But no one is around to help me.
They look down upon me and hear me yelp.
Pain too much to bear, can't anyone see?
A trickle, a stream, a river dripping,
Down to the floor I watch it slowly fall.
I watch as the world 'round me is slipping.
They will see, and now they will hear my call!
It's too late, I say to my only friend.
The rope which helped my pain and sorrow end.
~Angel
~Angel
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