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by Jackielynn   Oct 7, 2006


It's so amazing how
no one knows about
the slits on my
wrist

i cut because crimson
tears are marks
of my pain, frustration,
tears and confusion

I've wanted to die
for a long time
now, i hate myself,
I'm worthless there's no
reason to live

i want suicide
but i know i will
hurt many people that's
why i need strength to
end my life

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