Dec 26 2011
One Last Cut
A broken heart, carved in skin
A tear admitting all my sins
Found in blood, yet drowned in tears
One cut ending all those fears
One last voice, as I die
Begging me, he starts to cry
A blood soaked hand, grasping life
One more cut will end this strife
Letters left, a story told
Shaming me, secrets unfold
I laugh again, then am no more
One last cut, here on the floor
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