Friend.

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I fucked up.

I asked for pain.

As the blade drags across.

I whisper your name.

The silence was driving me insane.

I silently cry as the blood runs black.

I shouldn't have stabbed you in the back.

I pay for my deeds with a blade in my hand.

I promise you friend. I won't hurt you again.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 03, 2014 ⏰

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