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Cuts

The blade, the blade
woe to thee upon the blade
                      fade
like blame as it drips down, the blade
the blood- the harlot(the dove)
feign the love you
               drain
like the savior who never came
Slit-slit-slit your vein in vain, by and
bye
uselessly you cry
still you say you're fine
                      
                  
Written by maggot1148 (Conqueror Worm)
Published | Edited 7th Apr 2015
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