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Everyday I stab myself Hatred is my weapon of choice I hate crying I hate saying bye I hate people I hate how people treat each other I hate being by myself I hate being myself But most of all I hate others for making me this way I hate the the way they took it all away I hate how I’m unable to open up others I hate the way I’m unable to love another These knives others have placed with only room for the knives I put in myself Saying it’s my own fault I made my self this way no one else to blame I hate all of this Everyday it grows, and I’m unable to get away Stalking me like I’m some weak prey Because nothing will take these knives away
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Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 4:17 PM UTC
Knives
Everyday I stab myself Hatred is my weapon of choice I hate crying I hate saying bye I hate people I hate how people treat each other I hate being by myself I hate being myself But most of all I hate others for making me this way I hate the the way they took it all away I hate how I’m unable to open up others I hate the way I’m unable to love another These knives others have placed with only room for the knives I put in myself Saying it’s my own fault I made my self this way no one else to blame I hate all of this Everyday it grows, and I’m unable to get away Stalking me like I’m some weak prey Because nothing will take these knives away
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Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 4:17 PM UTC
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