Bloody Dreams

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By LaShawnna

At night when everyone is asleep, I have bloody dreams.I dream of laying on my bed, and I cut my wrists deep, and I watch the blood flow because I'm sick of the pain that goes on in my life.When I have the bloody dreams I cry because I realize this isn't a dream at all I'm actually laying on the bed, and actually bleeding.I couldn't stop so now I'll have to pay with my life.

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