We've been best friends for eight years,
Now you have me in tears.

Your leaving today,
But I want you to stay.

Remember when we used to play,
Video games all day?

I consider you my brother,
But your making me suffer.

When you look in the mirror,
What do you see?

I invite all of you,
To look at your reflection,
And look deep into your own eyes...

Tell me,
What do you see?

Kindness?
Passion?
Anger?
Sadness?
Or Hate?

You see,
If you look at your reflection long enough,
and study yourself,
You will notice things about your features that you never noticed before.

That's all

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Bandages,
They do not help,
The blood just soaks on through,
No matter how many I put on,
It will not stop.

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Blood soaked,
The wrist is covered in blood,
No way I can stop it.

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I look into my sisters eyes,
She is pleading me to help her,
As the blood drains from her wrists,
There is nothing I can do.