breanna givens - Unknown

I’m going to paint a picture,
A picture with a twist,
I’m going to draw it with something sharp,
And I'm going to draw it on my wrist,
And as this fountain flow like forty days of rain,
It will make me feel much better and relieve all the pain,
You might find me in my bed, and you might ask me why, but all the pain will disappear when you lay down and die

By: Breanna Givens

breanna givens

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