No means no
Please just go
Poor little whore
I ran away and slammed the door
I pressed the blade into my wrist
Knowing I would not be missed
A memory forgotten long ago
All because you didn't know
That no means no
YOU ARE READING
A poem for death
PoetryCutting poems and quotes. They just sound really pretty and they're here for anyone. I'm here for anyone that needs me too
