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May 2013
I slit my wrist
   you watch me bleed
I'm at risk I slit my wrist's
for you to see oh Gee oh Gee,
how much pain you've given me.
how  you "truly"
mean to me,
on my wrists whats left of scars
I am hear behind these bars.
tears of guilt beyond these cheeks
lisson up to all these "freaks"

If not for you I'd take the leap,
forever week always at sleep.

glayz   *welch
Arrywill keepya smilin
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Arrywill keepya smilin  Medford Oregon,
(Medford Oregon,)   
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