I'm going to get a razor blade
Or maybe even two.
I'm going to clean my wrists
And make sure that there smooth.
I'll pick up one blade
And draw a pretty butterfly
Or maybe just spell Bye.
Than I'll use the other blade
And draw a big line
Going across my wrist.
No it's turning red
And I feel light head.
I can see the light
It's time to walk towards it. - Talia G
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Dark Poems.
PoetryTRIGGERED WARNING this book contains depressed poems and stories about my life. Please enjoy it