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running around in circles with scissors in my hand, i cut myself . one two three times i let you see the blood, i let you touch it and i let you smell it and i let you bathe completely in the drops of blood that rained down from my eyes, my fingertips, my thighs, and  the ends of my damaged hair i became dependant on your daily intake i grew weak  in pursuit of your own but you ran and ran with it you took my self in pints you took me in gallons 365 days 365 days 365 days i sat and i wept the blood that you wiped off my chin and you took it and you took it and you took it you drank it and you bathed in it and you smelled it i watched you as you got drunk off of me until you threw it all up until you threw me all up until you got too sick and you threw it up in the bathroom, in the car, in the living room, and on the bed that we ****** on and finally you were done and with a half dead woman lying at your feet, waiting for a drop or 2 of your own, you walked away 123 , 3000 miles to the  east and i lay there for 3 months waiting for your return and i made more cuts in order to lure you and i let my blood spill for 1 2 3 months until i woke up. it was time. it was time to lick my wounds clean dry healthy again on my own, i healed.
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Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 3:56 AM UTC
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running around in circles with scissors in my hand, i cut myself . one two three times i let you see the blood, i let you touch it and i let you smell it and i let you bathe completely in the drops of blood that rained down from my eyes, my fingertips, my thighs, and  the ends of my damaged hair i became dependant on your daily intake i grew weak  in pursuit of your own but you ran and ran with it you took my self in pints you took me in gallons 365 days 365 days 365 days i sat and i wept the blood that you wiped off my chin and you took it and you took it and you took it you drank it and you bathed in it and you smelled it i watched you as you got drunk off of me until you threw it all up until you threw me all up until you got too sick and you threw it up in the bathroom, in the car, in the living room, and on the bed that we ****** on and finally you were done and with a half dead woman lying at your feet, waiting for a drop or 2 of your own, you walked away 123 , 3000 miles to the  east and i lay there for 3 months waiting for your return and i made more cuts in order to lure you and i let my blood spill for 1 2 3 months until i woke up. it was time. it was time to lick my wounds clean dry healthy again on my own, i healed.
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Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 3:56 AM UTC
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