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Cuts aren't for wrist

Blood drops onto the floor,
bleeding heavily and wont stop,
the razor doesn't stop,
it keeps cutting deeper and deeper,
trying to breath and kill these demons,
this isn't the wrist,
nor is it for the blood to stain the floor.

wrist aren't made for cutting,
there are made to wear jewelly
Written by angel13moon (Thorn Jackson)
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