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The Pain
The pain so deep and undecided Don't know which way to turn Spending time cutting myself And what does it do? Nothing compared to what i could do Swollowing pills, trying to fight them with skills Keeping them in me even when i dont think i can Staying allive... one of the hardest The cutting... one of the easiest When can i stop the pain? Should i end my life or keep going the way i am? It's not going to help me... nothing can I'm going to end the pain Even if i hurt them, I can't go on like this. ~Kelli Henze
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