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She Cries In The Night And Whispers. Why Me? As She Takes The Knife To Her Wrist And Leaves Forever Scars.
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The Knife

She Cries In The Night And Whispers. Why Me? As She Takes The Knife To Her Wrist And Leaves Forever Scars.

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