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Blood Tears
The cuts I inflict.
The cuts I make.
Dosent hurt.
I'm alive.
I'm free for a while.
Till the blood dont stop.
As I watch the blood flow.
Its like im crying.
I have blood tears.
I cant never cry.
Have to run and hide.
Have to cut aand slash.
Its my only way.
What else can I do.
I'm broken inside.
Each cut makes me feel.
Human and alive.
poem
by
Amy Louise Kerswell
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