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Yes I do


I've never cried so hard in my life,

I hate you so much, I said with strife.

"No you don't", I clench my jaw,

He's holding my arm, I swiftly withdraw.

I run upstairs, hardly breathing,

I can feel my anger seething.

I take out a blade, and roll up my sleeve,

And feel that feeling, I love to acheive.

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