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you see the pattern of my cuts...Rate this Poem
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Created on 12-14-07
You pull up my sleeves
and see the pattern of my cuts
I always think about you
but you hate my fucking guts.
Look at what I gave for you
never was enough in the world is what I gave you
I used to be in love
now look at my cuts
I go down to sleep
and I hope that I don't wake up
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only w/o the love part.
this is sorta how my wrist looks:
for now. >:D