This is why..

by Tigger   Dec 11, 2004


Sitting on my bathroom floor,
Staring at my arms and legs,
There are so many designs u can Make with a blade,
I stop and and try to remember,
Why is it that i cut?

Then i remember ur face,
I remember all the things you say,
Then i realize your the reason,
I cause myself so much pain

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