Don't Look


United States
26° 17' 25.638" N, 81° 47' 22.6968" W

All alone in her room.
All alone in the world.
The crying doesn't stop.
Never does hate.
How can a little piece of metal help you to hate yourself so much?
It cuts like butter,
It hurts like a knife.
It's warm and red.
You pray for the end.
So much hate,
But's it's not to late.
It hurts,
It cries,
It helps,
It kills.

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