Slit Again

by Lynlee   Jan 3, 2006


May the blood of a slit wrist wash away
The PAIN, REGRET, SORROW and HURT
.....That is dwelling deep within the soul
Years, Months, Weeks, Days, Hours, Minutes, Seconds
The PAIN, REGRET, SORROW, and HURT
Dwells still......
The wrist must be slit again....

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