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It's not your fault
The blood runs down as I cut myself more my real peach skin turns pale I hit the floor.
I lay there alone in my bath of blood so red I got mad for no reason and now I am dead.
Mommy please dont get angry daddy dont be sad I love you both its not your fault my life was bad.
I cryed all the time and couldnt sleep It was my choice to cut me deep.
at my funeral please dont cry remember im alive I will not die.
Dont blame yourself its not your fault my life just had to come to a hault.
So I end this now saying I love you all and if you need me ill be there just call.
