Every time I see a train
I want to step in front of it
When I see scissors
I want to slice my wrists
Put my belt on every day
Dreaming about it around my neck
Guns make me wish
They'd put a bullet through my brain,
I got flames for my birthday
Hell for Christmas
June declared war
Don't want to hide it anymore
Wish they'd let me fight
They restrained me, alright//
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10.4.14
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POETRY
PoetryMy way of getting the feelings out. Volume I •Published very out of order• •Feedback is always welcome• •© 2013-2015• (Was Some of My Soul but I got tired of the flowery hipster name so) ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Cutting, depression, suicide, emotional...
