Candy Simpson - Hate

I press a blade hard against my pale white wrist,
seeking pain,
seeking comfort.
I smile as I see the bright crimson blood ozzes down my arm,
loosing sanity,
loosing myself.
I cry as I dropp the kneif against the hard wood floor,
hating the world,
hating you

Candy Simpson

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