Regret

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I've Always Regretted That Day .

The Day When I Started To Self Harm .

The Day When The Razor Cut Through My Skin .

The Day When I Got Addicted To The Pain .

That Day.

That Sad Day .

My Cries Could Be Heard From A Mile Away .

My Tears To Could Make A River , Maybe Two .

I Regret Everything That I Did To Myself .

I Even Regret Being Born .

I Know Its Wrong , But I Really Don't Care .

I Keep Hearing God Loves You And He Will Always Be Here .

All I Can Do Is Smile When I Hear Those Words .

For I Know Those Words Could Never Be True .

How Could He Let Everything Bad Happen To Me ? How Could He Have Made Me Go Through The Things I've Been Through .

You Know The Thing I Regret The Most ?

Its Being So Broken And Useless .

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