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One last cut..

There was a girl

Her world was falling

The words

The pain

It was so unreal

Her story untold

The people at school calling her names

Whore, slut, skanky bitch

Over and over

It became a routine

Over thinking

Mind playing games

Can't take the pain

She picks up her blade

Slice slice slice

Back and forth the blade

So unreal just like a game

Dying inside

You can't imagine her pain

So unimaginable

Depression screams her name

Catching a high relief

After she cuts

Blood dots line up in a row

One cut to many

And there she goes

That one un happy girl

Everyone caused her pain

One to many words

Was the end of her being sane