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But when it came right down to it
the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless
that i couldn't do it.
...

I feel like a picture with a broken frame.
Alone and Hopeless.
Vulnerable and Drepress.
I feel like wanting to give up.
...

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What's There To Kill?

But when it came right down to it
the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless
that i couldn't do it.

It was as if what i wanted to kill
wasent in that skin
or the thin blue pulse that jump under my thumb.

But somewhere else
deeper
more secret.

Somewhere where i couldn't reach at all.

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