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Pain #2
Slit my wrist take away the pain
slit my throat i'm to blame
this pain hurts so much
the pain i feel in every touch
hold me closer tighter than tight
hold me tighter through the night
lift my pain above my head
do it fast before i'm dead
the first cut is always deep
the pleasure you get from the blood that seeps
laugh at me thats what i'd do
but you dont know what i'm going through
depressed emotions feel my head
so depressed i dont dream in bed
i have attempted suicide
these thoughts, feelings, and actions i must not hide
the pain i'm feeling i cant describe
this painfull evil fearful vibe
poem
by
Jennifer Johnson
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