I Don't Need A Bullet To Kill A Person.A Poem by trippy kitty
My knees are scraped up and bleeding,
I've been praying for too long. My arms are dried up and bruised, from letting you lay in them for too long. My mind is going blank, my heart rate is slowing down. Why can't I just die? Why can't I just fade away right now?
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