i watch it flow
the blood dripping from my arms
sometimes i wish
i would cut a little too deep,
so the blood could match the tears dripping from my eyes
and its all your fault
you cheat, you lie
you arent the guy i thought.
i'll stop when you stop.
Monday, April 14, 2008
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1 comment:
this is a really good poem that shows the effects of this person cheating.
but you also need to stop cutting its bad for u
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