Jessica Lee Workman
Cutting - Poem by Jessica Lee Workman
As I drag the razor, I feel the relief, the moment I started after awhile the moment it ended because of to make things Worse to make me loose it, the mort I went deeper the braver I got, every time made it more life threading, every cut deeper then the last, until it was too deep, as I lay here and try and pass.
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