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The Cuts
The cuts on my wrists get deeper each day .
But the pain of the day never leaves .
The thoughts of the day do go away by each drop of blood that I bleed .
The voices in my head always say just a little more and you will be free.
The cuts on my wrists will stay for ever but the pain of this world will never leave untill I decide to end my life .
Maby its time for me to die but why cant I ?.........
But the pain of the day never leaves .
The thoughts of the day do go away by each drop of blood that I bleed .
The voices in my head always say just a little more and you will be free.
The cuts on my wrists will stay for ever but the pain of this world will never leave untill I decide to end my life .
Maby its time for me to die but why cant I ?.........
Published 10th May 2014
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