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I want to cut

And i Think back

Why did i only do it once?.

Death whispers in my ear

Oh And it is so clear

You would be beautiful

You would be loved

Come to me and the pain would be gone

But i can't do it

I Will be honest

I'm too afraid

Even tho death would be great.

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