No More Tears
Crimson water flows from the gash
Above the last, another slash
Blood keeps dripping from her wrist
No longer will she exist
Time passes slowly as she waits
Thinking about those she hates
The one she loves is left behind
Though she never crossed his mind
Hurtful words ring in her ears
But now she sheds no more tears
From her hand the scissors fell
She now escapes her living hell
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