Once again.....
once again i am cutting.
yes-once again.
you will never see them.
one slice from a razor,
hold down a wash cloth for 10 min.,
then cover it up.
you will never see it again
from all the hate and anger from my life
to all the stress from my friends
and bois.
Ppl think it hurts,
and they'll cry from its pain.
i think diffrent.
i think its calming &
and i cry because the pain in my life.
the calming of the cherry colord blood,
from my wrist and vain,
running down my arm,
while look ing for a cloth.
Once again i am
once again....
you will never see it.
AGAIN.
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