the cutt
i looked around my room
for something sharp
and pointy
the first thing on my mind
was i need to get rid of all this pain
and feeling guilty.
again and again i told myself
to call a friend
but ofcoarse being me
i said fuck that
and went through with the original plan.
for something sharp
and pointy
the first thing on my mind
was i need to get rid of all this pain
and feeling guilty.
again and again i told myself
to call a friend
but ofcoarse being me
i said fuck that
and went through with the original plan.
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