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Reminder
A endless reminder of what I've done
The person who I was
The cruelty I spread
Trying to erase those feelings
Doing everything I possibly can to forget them
The consist reminder
Of the thin little marks
The memory of the blood
Smearing on my wrist
The feeling that washes through me
The image of the thin rough knife
That comes slashing down
Cutting through my skin
Sometimes I think its just a dream
I search for the white marks
Once I found them
I know they will always be here to remind me
Of what I've done
The person who I was
The cruelty I spread
Trying to erase those feelings
Doing everything I possibly can to forget them
The consist reminder
Of the thin little marks
The memory of the blood
Smearing on my wrist
The feeling that washes through me
The image of the thin rough knife
That comes slashing down
Cutting through my skin
Sometimes I think its just a dream
I search for the white marks
Once I found them
I know they will always be here to remind me
Of what I've done
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