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Dec 2012
slice, slice, slice.
I'm slicing down my legs.
shine, shine, shine.
I see the metal shining blade.
blood, blood, blood.
Blood's rushing down my legs.
pain, pain, pain.
I just gained some more self hate.
Rose
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Rose  Small town.
(Small town.)   
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