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Dec 2015
Death is something i've always wanted
I wanted to feel myself die
I wanted to watch the blood run down my arm and my hand
I wanted to bleed till I couldn't bleed anymore
I wanted death to take over

I wanted to meet the devil

Then I meet you
You saved me
The thoughts went away
Far far away
You saved me
when i had the knife in my hand ready to meet death
you walked into my life
and said no

i cried the whole night
you stayedΒ Β with me
even when i fell asleep you stayed

we started talking all the time
I smiled and laughed
because you are my new world
I no longer wanted death
But love.
Written by
Nichole  my room
(my room)   
   Got Guanxi and NV
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