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my tears run down, my blood runs down my side. What way should die this time? Pills? Gun shot? Cutting my wrists?
I hear your voice but i know your not there.
Everything is so bright now, but why.
Drowning? Jumping? hanging?
...

4.

Black lipstick, stockings, red hair, smoky eyes.
Me.
Pig tails, mini skirt, heels, bloody arms and legs.
Alli.
...

Gone...
although it was never there...
it broke...
I hid it and it was stolen...
...

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Why

I want to cry, I want die, Why? I want to cut, I want to rip out someones guts. I'm broken and someone has taken my most important part...my heart. I don't want to die. I don't want my heart to fly. All I needed to ask of you was...why?

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we are not created by how our parents raised us we are created by what we know and who we are, we cant be defined by the actions of others and no one should

Whats worse killing yourself on the inside or killing yourself on the outside? if smoking, drinking, bullying, labels and soon pot is legal why is cutting so bad? Most people who do cut can keep it from going to far so why is it so bad? they heal eventually at least for me

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