Goodbye She picks up the blade And leans on the counter The blade slips on her fingers Like a paper cut at the top She takes the blade And slides it across her wrist The blood flows down And falls in the sink She can't stop The cuts reappearing They don't go away Her arms Her legs Her stomach Her thighs She can't get enough Soon there's too much blood It's dripping to the floor She slides down the wall And whispers to the world "Goodbye,"
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