cutting
in this dark abyss
that swirls around
what i find is this
there is no sound
sometimes no fear
no hope to be found
so i shed a tear
from all this strife
from all i can’t unhear
and all the pain in life
that could flow away
just by using a knife
a little blood to pay
and make the pain go by
using a blade today
you’d think i’d cry
but yet i sigh
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