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Crimson Tears
Copyright, Emily Ashley
Pushing harder into my skin,
As I watch my tears flow.
Weeping crimson from my veins,
Why? - you'll never know.
Glistening under the candle light,
My blade seems like my saviour.
She has the power to take away pain,
Does that justify my behaviour?
Trickling down my thoughts dissapear,
The pain has gone away.
I sleep, little satisfaction,
It will return tomorrow day.