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Feb 2015
How long ago has it been?
For years you were my only friend
Though many thought it to be sin
I knew it was us until the bitter end

You gave me pain
You gave me pleasure
You left a blood stain,
And that was my buried treasure

Carve in deeper why don't you
Hit me until it becomes a drug
I love the sudden rush don't you?
Keep going for my grave has been dug

STOP!

I no longer need you
I no longer want this
You promised no one would see
All the pain you caused me
It's always been a hit and miss
So go sit in your anger and stew

My body is not a canvas for,
You to paint in red
Blade; I don't need you anymore
Now please get out of my head

I'm worth it
I'm perfect,
In my own way
Away from me you will stay

I was once a cutter
I am now a fighter
I was once in the gutter
I am now a few secrets lighter

I was once a cutter,
And you were my evil friend.
Alison Matthews
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