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Apr 2014
Each cut a scream held
Within, I don't know
Why I can't scream, I
Try to find why these
Battles I can't fight scream
From within.

I can't release these feelings
Held on to so tight, I am a cut
That will be to deep, a scream
That will bleed out my life, but
That mistake comes at a price.

I don't want it to end, I
Don't want to give up
This fight called life. But
The scars will always be
There, faded but a reminder
That I couldn't scream and
Blood was my pain dripping
Out.
Poetic T
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