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I'm HereStars twinkle and night's here,
I'm leaning to the windows,
Pouring my souls to clear conscious;
I'll share my pain, my sorrow and my fears,
I'll romanticize my desire and my frailty.
But never do I venture through,
The provocation of suicidal and depression.
For the thoughts and drive of pain weren't beautiful,
The desires of depression and suicide weren't romantic;
I'll be here for your wounds,
Never would I let you leave,
With that scar in your heart.
Cruel SliceThe words drip from your lips
Like bullets driven under my skin
Etched into my mind like
a tattoo of a memory yet
Like the sting of the razor
Slicing my skin
thick blotched bruises
in Putrid purple
and beads of blood, like ball bearings, glimmer,
Sliding down the surface, skimming,
A drip, drop, pools down my leg
Obscuring the lines with smears of a
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