Do you know why I make slits on my wrists?
I think about my body and my life in it.
Just from thinking, I take the knife and make another slice on my
already-bleeding wrist.
The only reason they would miss me is because they miss me being uptight and
not beinf or feeling free!
They enjoy my self-hated I have upon myself.
For the pain will still remain, even after my slicing and bleeding, my pain
will never be deceased.
For the pain will still remain whether or not there's blood in my
vains!
 
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