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Slit Wrist Theory
I’m still suicidal,
But there’s nothing you can do.
I have nothing left to fear for.
You don’t know what I’ve been through.
Perhaps you’ll listen now.
It’s my one shot in the dark,
As you read my “Slit Wrist Theory”,
My words should leave their mark.
My symphony of screams,
Suffers for sanity.
As each one of my salty sobs,
Buries me below the sea.
A day inside my twisted mind,
Is all I can condemn.
Until you feel your heated eyes,
Weep out their diamond gems.
