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For Those Suicidal Kids

Poem #7
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One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four

You don't know what to do anymore.

Five cuts, six cuts, seven cuts, eight

Stop yourself before its too late.

Ninth cut, tenth cut, eleventh, twelth

Put the blade back on the shelf.

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen

You don't know how much you mean.

Seventeen cuts, eighteen cuts, nineteen cuts, then twenty

You don't need anymore, you already have plenty.

                                            ͠- ͠S͠υ͠ι͠c͠ι͠∂͠α͠ℓ ͠L͠σ͠ν͠є

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