No one will be crying...

Chapter 1

Just a poem...

I sit alone under the stars,
The knife cuts, I make scars,
The blood drips down,
My head spinning round,
I cry silently, I don't make a sound,
I thought that you cared,
You'd always be there,
But now I'm dying,
And no one is crying,
So I decide,
Just to lie,
I'm fine, yes, I'm fine,
And so you wont suspect,
My bitter death,
And still, no one will be crying.


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