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The Ex-Cutter

The pain,
The hurt,
I wish you could understand,
The pain that ventures through me inside and out,
I wish I didn't give up my past addiction,
It took away my tears,
My sorrow,
And replaced them,
With tears of blood,
My past shall never be forgotten,
Those people I shall never forget,
The pain that I endorsed on not only myself,
But others whom I've loved,
Bullying is over looked,
Not taken very seriously anymore,
Almost dying,
Was an adventure,
That I'll never forget,
One little cut can take a life,
One small word can make that cut happen,
That's why,
I'm an ex-cutter.

screamyellshout

@screamyellshout

13 years old and have an exquisite passion for poetry, my inspiration is Edgar Allan Poe with his creepy tails

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