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The razor blade
glistens in the sun
while she holds it
tightly in her hand.

She had a hard life
her father was abusive,
her mother an alcoholic
and her siblings
were into drugs.

she always wished
she to have a better life
than what she had,
deep down inside
she wanted to
leave all the pain behind.

Knowing hings
would never change,
she felt torn
and sad inside,
she didn't think
there was anything
to live for.

She took the
razor blade and
slowly began to
slice her wrist,
she fell to the floor
and felt her life
being drained away.

she is now at peace
no more abuse,
no more alcoholism,
no more drugs,
no more feeling lst
in this painful life.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.11/2004