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I’m screaming ****** ****** ****** But no one’s listening They pass by my pool of blood And call it painted water Why can’t they see? Or are they purposely blind to me? Where has my blood gone? I see it pouring out knife wounds I can no longer see Vision fading Vision faulty I’m screaming ****** I’m screaming atrocity! I’m screaming “please don’t hurt me!” I scream and I scream But my screams are just whispers To their ears Why did they ****** me? I’ve done nothing worthy I am not worthy of their hate Perhaps when I’m gone I’ll come back as an angel Perhaps when I’m an angel They won’t want to hurt me Perhaps if I’m an angel I won’t feel like an outcast Perhaps I’ll be better when I’m gone...
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
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I’m screaming ****** ****** ****** But no one’s listening They pass by my pool of blood And call it painted water Why can’t they see? Or are they purposely blind to me? Where has my blood gone? I see it pouring out knife wounds I can no longer see Vision fading Vision faulty I’m screaming ****** I’m screaming atrocity! I’m screaming “please don’t hurt me!” I scream and I scream But my screams are just whispers To their ears Why did they ****** me? I’ve done nothing worthy I am not worthy of their hate Perhaps when I’m gone I’ll come back as an angel Perhaps when I’m an angel They won’t want to hurt me Perhaps if I’m an angel I won’t feel like an outcast Perhaps I’ll be better when I’m gone...
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
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