I began to cut when you left me I didn't know what else to do.
I started with a blade and ended with pain.
Thinking how could you she was my best friend.
You wrecked my life and made me start cutting.
I thought I had no where to turn because you stole you only friend in the world the one who understood what I was going though.
I was lost in cuts and sad poems.
When I lost a friend and my fist love.
All in the blink of an eye, and a tiny blade that helped the pain go away.
I made myself write what I wanted on my grave stone because I knew today was the day I end all my pain.
With my friend Mr. Tiny Blade.
I wrote : This is where the pain ended with a blade because of a guy that took my best friend away.
I died here and now and when you find this you will know how, but for now I must say I want on my grave stone to say I laying here because of him and stupid ways. I ended my pain with my friend Mr. Tiny Blade.
~This is sorta true I was a cutter, and a ex-boyfriend did take my best friend from me and I had never tried to end my life with a blade.~
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