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Jade

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Copyright, Jade

I slit my wrist to show the pain
The blood seeping out of my vien
Makes me feel alive and real
This feeling is surreal
A second later the pain returns
Tugging at my soul
The emptiness I am drowning in
Emotionless tears fall down my face
Once again I have no place
So I pick up the blade one more time
And dream of a space thats yours and mine
A place for you and I to be
A place of pure fantasy
Once again my hope has gone
Along with the blade; shiny and long
The blade has gone back in its draw
It cannot be with me anymore
All I can do is watch the blood dry
Slowly as my heart does cry

 

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