Cut my wrist,
start to cry.
Blood runs down,
why can't i die.
Close my eyes,
heart turns black.
Moving forward,
no turning back.
I start to fall,
last good-bye,
Words so sweet,
your just a lie.
No more smiles,
soul is dead.
Still more pain,
i love you, you said.
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