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lonely
blood dripping from my skin when I wish I hadn’t woken up in the morning
blood dripping from my skin when I hear someone call your name from across the hall as you leave my side to walk with them instead of leaving me to myself
blood dripping from my skin when I get off the school bus to walk into school as if nothing happened last night with a smile on my face as traces follow when I walk
blood dripping from my skin when I hear my girl by the temptations playing on the loudspeaker when I remember it’s just a song to everyone else
blood dripping from my skin when you hold me tight when you pull me closer as you cry on my back filling my shirt with tears and when you leave I pray all pain you feel gets put onto me instead of you so you can feel okay soon
blood dripping from my skin when I remember I’m alone when I remember no one knows I’m here and when I remember no one seems to care
blood dripping from my skin when I see my mother the woman I once loved is now evil in my eyes and makes my stomach turn the second I see her
blood dripping from my skin when I realize i’m still alive that 10-year-old me crying in my mother's arms that this feeling will never go away as she pushes me off the bed and locks me out of her room as I slam on the door to let me in but she pretends not to hear me
blood drips and drips and drips till I am stuck in the puddle of my own blood getting dragged further and further down like quicksand until I can no longer breathe
blood empties out of my lifeless body as it lays still for someone to find it but no one does because even though the entire room is filled no one has cared enough to just look around and see that I am dead and that the blood is now staining the white carpeting and remains stained forever
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