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by Muffin Oct 5, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Blood drop on the floor as the knife falls and I ask myself is this worth losing my friend and the ones I love they ask me to stop but i cant because of all the pain i have it helps me get throught the day i cant stop and they don't understand the knife hits the floor i pick up and cut myself again tell the day i die