I woke up
Got out of bed
I put my hand
on my head
There was a bump
not old or new
always there
through and through
I start to cry
and wonder why
in the bathroom
I find the blade
from which in the shaver
it use to lay
I start to cut
and wash my fears away
I spell out "W"
then a "h"
lastly a "y"
I start to cry
wondering why...
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