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by ash Apr 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Cut after cut Is made on my body Each and every night New pins and old pins Slice my skin Cut after cut The blood drips down Making a flow of red tears Day by day Fresh and scarred cuts Are hidden by clothes Cut after cut Is made on my body Each and every night New pins and old pins Slice my skin Cut after cut
