Now I Cry Poem by Abby Conroy

Now I Cry



As I'm sitting in the coner of a dark room
holding a blade in my hand
and tears streaming down my face
i put the blade up to my wrist and make ejust another cut there
i can feel the blood pouring out streaming down my arm dripping on the floor
my eyes i can feel them closing......
im now going where i will feel no pain where no one can brake my heart

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Jess Cadman 05 July 2009

do you have msn because i think me and you will get on very well

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