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Jul 2018
I got many words but some leave scars and some smiles better believe I leave my
mom driving miles

To the next hospital so she can save my
friend from dying

She ran in saying help look at him
Look at his wrists there slashed to bits.

Can you save him with a stitch

Words can hurt even though you playing

When my words bring smiles they are not
forgetting what I was saying

So I'll keep on staying right here

Till u see the little white birds

Flying in the night

That will be the end of you right?
Colin Berens
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Colin Berens  18/M
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