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This is how I felt when my mom started to cutting
Bleeding blood contained by me.
It's sliced and diced
Flesh it's broken open ripped and torn
not by a mere thorn
Done delibritly as punishment and recorse
The hurt dosent stop it's the wrong sorce

Deep in the heart is troubled
Concord, forced, and doubled.
set on fire, now it's bubbled
Your thoughts are, set me free.
my thoughts are stay with me.
Arnt we your favorite three?

Stay for us if nothing else
Swollowed up by guilt and fear
at the thought of a mere fork
What pain, what destruction,
can't you here you own malfuntion.
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