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Oct 2014
I haven't thought about cutting myself in a while.
Watching the blood pour,
and feeling the sting.
Watch as my troubles bleed out of me,
and forget that anything mattered.
It's been a year since I've cut.
Skai
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Skai  New Orleans
(New Orleans)   
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   A and Harley Hucof
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