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I cut neatly in four straight rows,
And watch the crimson regret flow,
This all to let me know-
That I am still alive.
My head starts spinning,
My body goes numb,
But still I press harder
on this razor blade.
I watch as my life flows
From the four staight cut rows,
This all to let me know-
I am still alive.
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Jasperposted on 02/15/2008
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