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You stung me Like the blade I use to carve my arms You stung me Like the insults I give myself constantly You stung me Like when they left, every last one of them You stung me By saying you wouldn't leave, but did anyway You stung me Nothing hurts quite as much as when You stung me You left You stung me You knew everything But you left And now I'm alone Stung
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC
stung
You stung me Like the blade I use to carve my arms You stung me Like the insults I give myself constantly You stung me Like when they left, every last one of them You stung me By saying you wouldn't leave, but did anyway You stung me Nothing hurts quite as much as when You stung me You left You stung me You knew everything But you left And now I'm alone Stung
4/26/14 just waiting to see if I will heal
#depression#you#selfharm#sorry
anna-french
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC
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