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The Cuts
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Created on 1-21-08
At night when i am all alone,
i take that blade to my arm.
I can't live without it,
it's my only way out.
All the things you have done,
make my life a living hell.
But for thoose brief moments,
there is a different pain.
And i and only i,
can control it.
This first time i cut,
it was because of you.
the seconed time,
because of you.
the tird...thirteenth...thirdieth...
because of you.
What if this time i go to far,
Would you even care at all?
I think that day is coming soon,
I can't handel it anymore.
I just can't live like this,
Not anymore.
This time is no different,
i'm sorry
THE LAST TIME,
BECAUSE OF YOU!
Please Login to post comments| On January 21st 2008 Thugnastay227 Said : | |
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i hope this isnt written from a personal experience. if so there are other ways to vent i promise. write more if u have to or music,...that is a huge deterrent for me.*bigger hugs* |
