Running out of ways to realease the pain..
Until it crossed my mind..
The pain was so strong i couldnt think straight..
I just wanted something to make it stop..
The sharp stinging of the razor on my wrists calmed me down..
I closed my eyes and took a long deep breath..
I realize that one cut wasn't enough to set me free..
I think my friend like this poem because he's has broken heart the first love....
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