You did it again.
Why do you like seeing me in pain?
What did I ever do to you?
You didn't stop until you saw enough blood.
And like it wasn't enough for you,
you gave me a blade so I can continue to hurt myself.
Maybe this thing would be useful?
YOU ARE READING
Pure
Short Storyshe was pure, innocent, and everything nice but now she's bullied, conscious, and everything sad
