My Freind cuts

Her blood flows
Despair fils her
Mind
I weep silant tears
From hear nothing
I can do to bind her
Wounds
Exsep to think out to
Hopeing, my thorts
Coneckt with her some
How
My Freind, is one of many
Who self harm
Oh why is this so?
I despare
I sit and think out to them all

ken d williams

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