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Mar 2016
As I bleed
As I drag the razor across my wrists
Over and over again
Crying and drowning in my tears
I think about what I've done and how I feel now
I feel so good
As I drag it across my wrists more and more
Loving the pain and sudden rush it gives me
As I bleed more and more my mind loses it
I do what I will regret for the rest of my afterlife
As i cut my wrist one more time
I let myself bleed out as I lay in my bed
And then I close my eyes and see darkness
I'm gone
As I still bleed..
Bre Woeller
Written by
Bre Woeller  San Tan Valley, AZ
(San Tan Valley, AZ)   
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