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I cut my wrists. You tell me to stop. What are you going to do? Tell me you hate me? You're not the first. Tell me to stop? You won't be the last. Tell me you're crying? You already have. Tell me you'll hurt yourself? You already did that too. You make scars on your body. I beg you to stop. What am I to do? I don't hate you. That would be a first. I cant tell you to stop. I have no room to talk. Tell you I'll hurt myself? I've already done that. . . .
catherinelime added this comment 2009-07-04 22:21:20-05:00
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catherinelime added this comment 2009-07-04 22:21:20-05:00
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