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i held the knife so close to my heart like a foolish child i sat and cried didn't realize what i had done, what i had tried tears mixed with blood, falling slowly to the ground covered in blood,pulled myself up in tears scribed: "to those who don't care, to those who can't see, never give up always thrive to be free" didn't know how many people would later cry "tried to be free, yet i see this isn't the way" my friend at the door ran as fast as he could too weak to say i'm sorry otherwise i would in tears i looked at the blue sad sky when you come and see this pool of blood and me this isn't the way my life was meant to be