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The knife.

I slide the knife
Across your vein
It steals your life
Relieves my pain

Cut the flesh
To make you bleed
It must be fresh
That's what I need

It can't be known
You must believe
I can not own
What grants me reprieve

I feel it tear
Through your skin
The clothes you wear
Can't hold it in. 

I risk my life
On every day
To end my strife
Take me away
Written by Axe
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