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Dec 2013
Clench my hand in a fist
Take a blade and slice my wrist
A cut for all the things i never got,
A cut for all i was never taught
once in hopes to escape
Another for that word called ****
I cut to relieve the pain
And i cut to remain sane
i bleed to not cry
I cut cause i don't know if i wanna die
My wish is to be heard
Treasure all my words
I cut in silence
I cut in violence
A secret never shown
In public or at home
Actions speak louder than words
Morgyn Harris
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