Funny
Sadly
You don’t see the signs I show
I don’t even have to hide
You’re blind
Blind to my existence
So close
Yet oh so far
Forever seems so far away
I can’t imagine it lasting
So close to pouring
Crimson lies
Crimson regrets
Once the silver blade hits
My problems will drain with the blood
So scared of rejection
On the edge of the crowd
You don’t need silver bullets to kill me
No
I only need myself for that.
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Don't tell me you care, because I know you don't. Don't tell me this is petty cry for help, because it isn't. Don't tell me to go get help, because these words are just figures of speach.
Dearest Miss R e m m y Community Member 
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