Damn it, I did it again

This time it was worse

I wouldn�t stop until

It flowed like water

Falling off my wrist.

It�s crazy I know

Why do I do this?

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While you were at church

I was bleeding

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While you were asleep

I was searching

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Searching for the blade

That would rob me of

My blood

My time

My understanding

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Sawing at my vein

Questioning

Where�s that pain?

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Unmistakably comprehensible

Why I did this

Don�t you see?

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I wanted to know it was there

I wanted to set it free

I wanted to watch it

Bleed