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Blade, Miseey, Cut

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Created by PearisKC66 on Saturday, July 05, 2008

Blade
It glides across the skin
Its my tobacco
And I cut again
Blade
What keeps me awake
Blade
What makes me shake
But is still always there
When no one listens
And I feel despair
Misery
What make me run to the blade
Cut
What I did today
And my wrist still bleeds
I think that it always will
But I cut
Because the blade never sits still….

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