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Jan 2012
I cry silent tears as the blood runs down my arm
The pain is unsufferable but the blade is unstoppable
As it slides across my skin
In even little little lines
I have controle over how deep I cut
I'm not sure hot to stop the blood from flowing rapidly
I think Ive made a mistake
Wish I could take it all back
Before to long the time will come
But for now your way to late
To save me from my fate
Crystal Marie Dreier
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