Friday, December 17, 2010

Drip...drop...

The sound of blood is trickling out of the skin.
Screams can be heard, only from within

She cant shout at the top of her lungs, ppl are to judgemental
So let her hide under the blade. Hide behind her smile, cause if she doesnt, its ganna blow

Explode. Her mind.
Shes tired of being taken for granted. So here she is writing her mind out for the unknown internet to read.. But they will probably judge her to. Let this be known, she doesnt cut herself, she use to, but now she just imagines it, imagines she could even wen she knows its wrong.....

Can you hear her crying? Screaming? How about laughing? ...yea... I didnt think so.

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