If I fell off a cliff and got hurt, you wouldn't help till I cleaned off the dirt. by HELLO POETRY ADVOCATES SUICIDE

Mar 2018

If I fell off a cliff and got hurt, you wouldn't help till I cleaned off the dirt.

I needed whole blood to survive and to remain active & alive. You slapped me and told me to stop my childish crying & then you pulled a gun to accelerate the process of dying.

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