Back to the knife

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I tear myself open, just to feel.

When no ones talks to you, no one cares.

It's the only thing that seems real.

I would reach out, if I dared.

If I dared go down that path.

Where no one reaches back.

They simply stared.

They'll be your friends

For a day or two

But in the end

They don't care about you.

Just move on.

Get a life.

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