These gashes

by LKA   Aug 22, 2005


I no i promised to not make gashes
but my life has become so complicated that i found my blade again and make a deep and meaningful gash on my red raw wrists.

it wasn't meant to be this way i know but theres no other way,
every cut i make takes me further than i want to go,
i don't want it to be like this but i don't know what else to do I'm here for a good time, not a long time...

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