I want to take a knife. I wanna stub myself and i want to bleed out on my bedroom floor.
What do you think... If i cut my wrists, punch my legs, rip my heart out.. Can I still get broken?
Let's try.
Tell me about her.
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Say that you would sell your hopes, dreams, all your belovings. Say that you would sell all that, just to have her in your arms for a day. like these words of love very much. thank you for this poem. tony