As i sit crying in my room
With little red tears
Dripping from both arms
Thoughts rushing though my head
I lose control
Pulling out my hair
Still little red tears dripping
The thought suicide pops up
Get the rope, my head says
I lose control
Trying not to cry to loud
Covered in little red tears
I make a loop in the rope
I kick over the chair
I LOST CONTROL!
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