Again

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The familiar sting,

I remember it,

The relief,

All from just one slice,

But no I can't stop at that,

Gotta go give it another,

Wouldn't hurt to write a word too,

I'll just scratch it in my skin,

The deeper,

The happier I'll be,

The more I'll forget,

As to the people that leave,

But I only do this,

Because of a silly thing.

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