Arms

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I look at my arms

And see the scars

Scars that will never go away

Scars that are always there to stay

I grab the knife

Ready to cut

But I hesitate

Why?

Why do I cut?

Cause I’m sad

Mad

Or just crazy

I don’t know

I put the knife back down

Turn around and

Walk away

Guess it’s just not my day

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