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Feb 2015
She's upset and all alone each day

Nothing seems to be getting any better

She go's to her dresser drawer to rid the pain

She silently draws the blade across her skin

Tears flow down her cheeks

She puts down her weapon and closes her eyes

She prays to god for hope she's been wanting

She closes her holy book of lies

Because she knows nothings going to change

She picks up her weapon once more

And makes her final cut

Here she lies in a pool of blood

She finally got the hope she was looking for
Shayley Marie
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