Red
By L. R. Mosier
Mon, 25 Mar 2013
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I sit
The blade across from me
I could
I shouldnt
Its calling me
I cant deny
The pain its brings
It makes me want to cry
But its better
Compared to what I deal with
In my average day
I cant just sit
Dealing
Holding back the screams
The world hates me
I cant take it
But i have to
I found a way too die
Its not permanent
It still brings the emptiness
That i prefer over
The world
The tears fall
They are in sync
With the drops of red
That show my freedom
I need it
I shouldnt
I can
I will
I do
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