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Feb 2012
When I sit on my porch and the tears start to flow
I begin to realize that I'll never let go

This part of me will always be here
Now it all is finally clear

You may help me by being a lover
But nothing is true, I'll always be a cutter

I thought one day it would all go away
That the clouds would open up and no longer be gray

But this monster will be a part of me
And that is how it'll always be

I made this mistake so long ago
Now I get high when I see my blood flow

I'm so sorry that I cannot change
I know it must seem very strange

A person who will always cut
Will never be out of this stupid rut

Can be with some one who would never do such a thing
My everything, the yang to my ying

I hope that you can take me for me
That together we can always be

Even though the monster won't let go
And everyday my tears will flow
Heather
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