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Tears fall to the floor,
and shatter.
Like glass - my tears are,
to match my heart.
Cut ankles
to show my pain.
Sad and tired eyes,
tired of all the tears.
Tired of all the pain,
I know how to end it.
Ending it,
will end me!
But I can't stand the pain anymore,
crying every night.
My body lay on a tile floor,
bent and broken,
in a puddle of blood.
Tears rolling down my face,
'I'm Sorry' carved into my left arm,
and 'You don't care' carved into my right.
Over my heart,
a bloody X.
My body cold,
and my heart lifeless.
My eyes are closed,
and my lips are sealed.
One long cut going from my ankle to my thigh,
blood falling to the floor.
Would you even care?
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