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Jan 2010
Please don't kid, about kids who cut.

I thought when you made the joke.

So I pulled up the leg of my pants,

And instantly my heart was in my throat.

And I was afraid, that you’d be mad.

Your reaction was to give the cuts a smack.

But I wanted you to know,

I didn’t want to take the action back.

But then you took me, close in your arms.

And I was happy I let you see.

I almost started crying when you said,

"Why would you do that Gracie?"
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   Rebecca Shelton
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