Set Free

by Chelsea King   Oct 3, 2012


When death becomes your way of life
When lying is all you know
When pain numbs your entire soul leaving your body fragile
When you take that knife and bare down...you swear it is the last cut
but before you know the knife goes deeper ending your life for good
When begging and pleading was all you knew and the word NO never seemed to matter
So that one cut sets you free
None of it no longer matters

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