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Cutting

by angieaiken

I cut my skin, The razor sinking in. I feel it bleed, It is my only need. It’s a new pain, Where there’s nothing to gain. I watch you go, To where I’ll never know. Today you said goodbye, And my eyes just cry. You promised forever, But you really meant never.
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<p>And you'll be loved again</p><p>And love again</p><p>And you'll look at your skin--</p><p>Scarred because of what is now a memory</p><p>And the ones who love you will kiss your scars--</p><p>wishing the memory off of you in vain.</p><p>If only you could take back the knife,</p><p>then no remnant would dare remain...</p><p>of the life back when you knew that pain.</p><p>Love yourself and those who love you too--</p><p>Nothing to gain in that pain but a black hole from wich many &nbsp;try to return from in vain.</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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