Reason

by Jamie   Jun 1, 2005


You point to my wrist and ask me if it hurt.
I tell you no and its no lie.
The reason I cut is to get away form all the pain.
Thats the only way I know how to make it all go away.
You still don't get it OK.
What else is there to say.
You cause me pain I cut it all away

I'm Replacing Pain with Pain

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