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Jan 2019
In my heart nothing’s ever missing
If I have my skin and the blade kissing
I swipe and I slash so I can vent
Blood in the cut leaves me content
I’m a mess when I can’t feel
The letter cutter leaving my skin to peel
Without the pain I’m left somber  
So the wounds it leaves make me ponder
Someone help me I don’t know what to do
I’m married to the blade that keeps me blue
Chaos
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Chaos
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   Em MacKenzie
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