Goodbyes are never good.
Tears ran down her face,
And blood down her wrist,
She wanted to end it,
She knew she wouldn't be missed,
Thoughts flowed through her mind,
And and blood out her thighs,
Everyone thought she was joking,
When she said her final goodbyes.
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