cold steel blade,
across my skin,
a madness burning,
from deep within,
and as i watch,
the blood fall,
it feels much better,
to release it all,
i take the blood,
and spell the hate,
slowly carving,
at my fate,
and as my problems,
drift away,
the cuts go deeper,
just like the other day,
when the cuts didnt stop,
and the blood never ran dry,
i think about it,
and i start to cry,
ashamed of myself,
and ashamed of my fate,
why must i be,
so full of hate,
why must i care ,
and why must i cry,
why must i live,
and why must i die?
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