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May 2014
24
Spending every minute
Cutting open the skin
For twenty-four hours
Wanting the life to end
Cutting away the hurt
The blood continues to trickle
I let out a small laugh
Because the sting starts to tickle
Deeper as the seconds pass
The blood falling to the floor
Waiting for my heart to stop
Not feeling the pain anymore
The blood pours and I pass out
But the happiness soon ends
That I'm dead and far from the pain
And I'm in pain again
The razor didn't do its job
Because I'm still here
Cutting open my old scars
And bringing back the old tears
I cut even deeper
Farther than ever before
But I'm still here
Alive on the floor
The small blade let me stay
So I pull out my knife
I start to stab at my heart
Hoping it ends my life
The cold metal stabs through me
My blood starts to drain
Soon I won't have to hurt
And I'll be away from the pain
Written by
Sypher Blaze  Jennings, Louisiana
(Jennings, Louisiana)   
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