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What should I do? I told you the truth And now it's being used I'm protecting myself with a ruse To hide all of the lies And the fact that I cry As I cut my skin And watch myself die But now you're telling my mom Just when we were starting to get along I don't know what else to say But I hope you have a good day
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC
The Truth Hurts
What should I do? I told you the truth And now it's being used I'm protecting myself with a ruse To hide all of the lies And the fact that I cry As I cut my skin And watch myself die But now you're telling my mom Just when we were starting to get along I don't know what else to say But I hope you have a good day
So a friend found my cuts (see the poem below to hear more about it) But we are going to have a 'discussion' about it with my mom. It's going to **** me, that is, if I don't die first
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC
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