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No More Tears Crimson water flows from the gash Above the last, another slash Blood keeps dripping from her wrist No longer will she exist Time passes slowly as she waits Thinking about those she hates The one she loves is left behind Though she never crossed his mind Hurtful words ring in her ears But now she sheds no more tears From her hand the scissors fell She now escapes her living hell
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