she cuts, she cries
why do you do this to me my love?
every time you hurt yourself i can feel it
like you are doing it to me instead but when you
do it it hurts me more..why....
i am sorry my love if i am the reason your doing this.
cut, bruise me please i beg you let me feel the pain instead
of you let me make the cries of pain instead of you
that's how much i love you.....please...i beg..you..
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