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One slice
The knife will lay there
i ask myself
what could it hurt
One slice
Just one slice
Then im done
but i should know
one cut is never enough
once i cut i keep cutting
till a trickle of red runs down my arm
and all that pain is released
into a river of red
and your spiritually lifted
Spritually lifted from all my pain
mentally
and
physically
i ask myself
what could it hurt
One slice
Just one slice
Then im done
but i should know
one cut is never enough
once i cut i keep cutting
till a trickle of red runs down my arm
and all that pain is released
into a river of red
and your spiritually lifted
Spritually lifted from all my pain
mentally
and
physically
Published 22nd Aug 2012
| Edited 30th Aug 2012
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22nd Aug 2012 9:28pm
It was goodd, not entirely poetic, but more like a thought, I enjoyed it though.
