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Do you know what a knife is? The one your mum uses to cut onions... Onions. The best excuse for battered mothers. Anyway, Bring that knife, Hold it as if you're holding a god. Bring it slowly to your neck, Slowly, slowly... Let the sharp tip cut the blossoming vein. Let it bleed. Close your eyes. Do it now, little one. The world needs not another innocent victim.
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 8:27 AM UTC
a letter to a child
Do you know what a knife is? The one your mum uses to cut onions... Onions. The best excuse for battered mothers. Anyway, Bring that knife, Hold it as if you're holding a god. Bring it slowly to your neck, Slowly, slowly... Let the sharp tip cut the blossoming vein. Let it bleed. Close your eyes. Do it now, little one. The world needs not another innocent victim.
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 8:27 AM UTC
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