I watch as my red crimson blood escape my skin
would I do it?
do I dare?
the devil has used me enough
am i brave enough to go with it
thoughts of suicde
the depression
to much to handle
the devil is filling my mind with bad thoughts
so would it be you mr.trusty razor?
or you my loving bottle of advil??
either way hes coming back for war..
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