10 cuts till i die

by Abby   Jul 23, 2004


Cut one, i didnt feel anything.
cut two, it didnt go that deep.
cut three, it felt nice.
cut four, it went through the skin.
cut five, live ur life.
cut six, it hit the vien.
cut seven, im starting to get faint.
cut eight, im starting to get dizzy.
cut nine, i fall to teh ground without making a sound.
cut ten, im dead.

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