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Story of a Cutter
I don't wear shorts,
in a skirt you won't see me,
I hide my thighs from public eyes,
Those cuts are just for me.
My favorite line,
I cut too steep,
And a loss of time,
left me bleeding deep.
Blood on my floor,
Blood in his jeep,
but never more,
to myself I'll keep.
Another one a girl walked in,
the public bathroom her name was Jen,
I was crying and bleeding on the floor,
She recited to me Poe's nevermore.
My very 1st one I was made,
more bad news about my dad,
I had to make the pain go away,
Now at the knees of mercy is where I stay.
