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howlingmoon
One night just as the sun goes down I look down at the shiney slim blade I look down at my empty pale wrist And I promise only one quick little cut I cut the blade into my soft skin once But the voices said one more thats it I did it again they said it again one more That one night ruined my life all because the two words One more
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Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 7:36 PM UTC
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