4:00

by I am begining to think it is not worth loving you   Mar 2, 2006


I cried when i went to bed
i simply got up
at 4:00 inthe morning
and pulled put my very
old razor blade
i put it to my skin
and wonder howmuch
trouble i will get in
i look at the scars
from the past and
begin to remember
why each one is there
i pick up the blade
and look at all of my scars
then put the blade
back down and decide
to make another memory

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