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Dec 2013
I lay down in silence
I wish I were dead.
I wish I could hear
The words you never said

I wish it was easier
I wish you loved me no matter what
But now, because of you
My wrists, just like my soul,
are covered in red cuts.

These cuts,
they comfort me..
This blood, those scars,
remind me
of who you really are.

This pain,
you caused..
I wish it was easier..
But,
I wish I were dead.
They haunt me,
The words you never said.


(a.f.c)
Angela Campbell
Written by
Angela Campbell  Hull, MA
(Hull, MA)   
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