Clean cuts, like a chef,
But its not on meat,
It's on the human flesh.
Is it mine?
Why you did?
What's the thing?
Can't you tell me?
From the way I'm acting,
Acting like a hurt gazelle.
The scars the cuts,
Deeper than ever.
It all just sucks.
I want to improve,
I want to heal.
But I can't move.
Sharpening the knife,
Slightest touch will cut.
It can easily end a life.
Got too many of them
And even more to find
Like a lost gem.
At this point I'm helpless,
Like a body with lost soul.
And just feeling lifeless.
HELP!
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