Slit
Just who I am. Just another scratch of a knife...
Just another scratch of a knife, a slit of the throat, a tip of a razor on my wrist...another piercing look at myself in the mirror...another look outside...smiles..laughter..love..fade all my memories away...coma divided dead silence...gone to peace and quiet...gone to salvation army...gone to hell, deeper than the deepest sea, in my heart world mind should love...into you...is the tracings of my memories....another slit tip scratch...on my body....
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