She cuts her lips
tongueing the razorblade
blowing crimson kisses to the ground
twine cutting of circulation
wrapped around her wrist
the red dripping bracelettes
only her blood
soul bound somewhere else
she jumps
suspended by the twine
cutting deeper into her wrist
the blood crying down her arms
glistening in the moonlight
she calls out to him
her one and only
floating in front of her
demons surround
he's in the middle
smiling seductively
as she offers all she has left
dangling there helplessly
it is not her time
she hasn't felt enough pain
for her heart to crumble















Comments
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Is it honestly really worth all the pain and heart break?
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