Jc. Verro - promises

as i lay their
tears rolling down my face
they just stand there 'pointing and laughing
calling me a freak
so i pull out my blade
and press it to my wrist
then i dropp it
i remember you
and the promise i made
then i started thinking
is it worth losing you

Jc. Verro

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