Bloody Hands

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By scarred_4-life

Drops of crimson falling from her wrists She's just trying to get away from this place The pain has her crying on the floor Curled up in such a tight space She's praying so hard that she won't make it Hoping she won't survive Begging the Lord above to forgive her for her sin And that no one will find her alive She sits up straight on her knees Putting her bloody hands together so tight Screaming to her Lord & Savior "Please don't let me live through tonight!" She falls back on the floor once again With her bloody hands over her face She closes her eyes this last time Curled up in her tight space

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