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For my cousin.
Who could die in war.
One more cut across my arm.
It just feels sore.
A cut for my sister.
Who is leaving for training,
She'll be the first in Iraq,
And We'll all start complaining.
A cut for my grandpa,
For causing me with this pain.
Leaving me afraid.
My cutting will gain.
A cut for that other guy,
Who also did the same.
He causes to much bad memory.
I just feel so lame.
A cut for the times,
I happened to lie,
Just for the times,
That made me just cry.
A cut for being hated,
By myself and others.
For just being left out in the cold.
This is my reason.
It's just One More Cut For The Pain.
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