þetta er ljóð sem góð vinkona mín samdi. Torn and helpless left to cry, a fragile body left to die. Confided within a silver blade, cutting away to make life fade. Bleeding through her pretty clothes, her life´s a mess but no one knows. Watch her life fall apart, all because of a broken heart. My bruised body, my broken heart, my battered soul has been torn apart. I am going to break it, my promise was fake. I promised not to cut, I just can’t tolerate the pain. I am getting tired, I’ve...