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Sweet smelling blood

Sitting here, glaring at the blood on my arm
Crying because I want to do it more,
But i can't, i'm to weak.
You made me do this

Because you always fucking do
You always make me hurt myself
Why cant you stop fucking me about
Stop god damn hurting me

Why do you have to be so far away?
Can't you see how much it hurts
You have lied to me again
You made me cry, tears and blood!!

I wanted to end it all
But i couldn;t do it
Something is making me hold on
Making me try to live on

I wish i knew what it is,
Making me try and hold on
Cos if i new, then i'd kill it
I'd make it make me let go

It felt so good to have the blade on my skin
Feel the blood run down my arm
It taste so beautiful
It so very heavenly

Why does it have to stop running
Dry up and hide from me
Like everyone, everything
I goes, it leaves me!!
Poem by FallenAngell