Death is her wishand life


Death is her wish

and life is her bliss.

There are cuts on her wrist

because she can't hide the pain.

The only trace 

of words filled with hate 

are those wounds on her skin.

Because there isn't a place 

where she can erase 

the memories of pain 

brought on by the hate. 




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