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Cutter's Anthem
Copyright, Amy
You trace the lines that cross your skin
1000 memories lie within
You see them there before your eyes
Give you no time to analyze the truth
The fibs they ring through clear
And with this knife you have no fear
Crimson velvet drips slowly down
No matter the pain you will not frown
So grin and bear it inhale, exhale
Now breathe deeply feel your heartrate rise
Saline streaming down cheeks flushed red
Tell yourself you're better off dead
Carve in deeper your arm goes numb
Sink down farther and you succumb
Always good fortune for someone else
The blade gives you the strength to say
I'll carry on just one more day...