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what am i supposed to do                  when the people                  *who picked me up         taped me back together*         shattered and ripped me walked away    and never      turned back       ~           ~           ~ **cut open i bleed water rusty and brown in myself i've started to drown**
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 7:40 PM UTC
Kids Who Play With Scissors Don't Know Where To Cut
what am i supposed to do                  when the people                  *who picked me up         taped me back together*         shattered and ripped me walked away    and never      turned back       ~           ~           ~ **cut open i bleed water rusty and brown in myself i've started to drown**
Put away your scissors, I'm not sure who of us will hurt me more, but I'd rather it be me. - - - I can't control anything.
WickedHope
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 7:40 PM UTC
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