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cutting my own high
written by madolivamakoot01:54 AM 1/1/05slit my wrists dont know why
who the hell cares its some sort of high
energy bursts the razor creates
but seening the scars everyone hates
round and round my emotions turn
but its a leeson ill never learn |
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soooooooooooo great to feel like this
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