Damita

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Copyright, Damita

Once again I’m sitting here all alone,
all up in tears.
My wrist hurts and I’m so sorry,
I’m so sorry I did it again
but there’s no more way out.
Please remember me just the way I was… before.
I really need to go right now…
Forever…

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Copyright, Damita

I can’t hold back the tears.
In silence I cry and let go all of the fears.
With a piece of a broken bottle I cut my wrist…
Again…
And again…
It hurts,
but it’s OK.
That’s the way I like it.
I know it’s making me strong
and that’s what I want,
So I won’t cry
when I cut for the last time…

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