I took the razor blade home from work I wasn't used to something so sharp It's been so long... So now I've screwed everything up The blood still trickled down my arm This morning...Eight hours later All through school... Another seven hours The blood was nearly stopped But it was still there The physical pain was too much to handle The mental pain distracts me from life... I fell do the floor and the tears still linger Upon my face and in my eyes It was never like this before It didn't get to me before It was never so damn badBirth sign: Libra
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