Jordan Everly Biography

If I was to die tonight
Would anybody care?
If I used a gun
Would anyone hear?
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Here I sit
Looking at my arm.
I sit and wonder
Why do i do self-harm?
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Look at this garden
With roses a dark shade of red.
The roses match the shade
Of which his arm bled.
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Engraved in my arm
Is the name of her.
The one I want to hold
And love forever.
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The cut is a gain
For personal pain.
Scratch the color
As blood stains a flower.
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