i was sittin there and bitchin
as i made my way to the kicthen.
i pulled out a knife,
and wanted to give up my life.
he begged me not to.
but i had to find someway to get rid of my stress,
so i cut my self and watched the blood drip all over my dress,
he started to cry as i picked up the mess.
he tried to talk to me as he also tried not to stutter,
and he gave a silent scream... cutter.

 
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