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bleeding wrists
written by sweetiepie8908:19 PM 2/24/05as i wake up from the bright sun
i spot the knife that i left on my table from the other night
i hold it to where hand and arm meet.
i slowly slice my wrist
the blood pouring out of my arm
dripping on to my white bed spread
i just keep going deeper and deeper
then i go to my right wrist and do the same
i hear the voice of my mom calling me to wake me
i dont answer
i just feel myself slowly slipping away
all i have to do...is just give in..
give in and let myself die
my bed covered in blood
i hear my mother racing up the stairs to tell me to get ready
she just looks at me
the next things i hear is to sirans of the ambulance
but that was all i remember of the day i tried to end my life |
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this was the day i tried to end my life
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