You Did This

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I'm scared

But i've made my decision

My wrists are slashed

The pain is unbearable

I wait for someone to yell and plead for me to stop

No one comes near me

No one looks in my direction

No one even lifts a finger to make me move the knife away from my throat

It rips the skin apart slowly

Suddenly you come bursting through the door

Screaming for me not to go through with this

But it's not the first time you've been too late

Now that you see my crimson bloodthat once flowed in my veins in a puddle on the floor

You scoop my lifeless body up in your arms and hold it tightly

Your tears are flowing like mine did

Your soft, gentle lips touch mine one last time

Before you take the knife covered in my blood and plundge it into your heart

You did this to me

It was your fault to begin with!!!!!!

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