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Aug 2013
How can you cut?
When you're so perfect?

How can you burn yourself?
When your skin is clear and beautiful?

How can you drink?
When you were given a life to live?

How can you hurt?
When I love you so much?

Does my love mean
nothing to you?

Rejecting my love,
is what hurts me
the most.
Elizabeth Frost
Written by
Elizabeth Frost  23/F
(23/F)   
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   Emily Rene and Kira Harmon
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