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Cuts

Love What is it Does it Have to be From someone else Or can it be for yourself There isn't always that Though There are cuts And Scars And blood That come from That hate For yourself It's not Stress It's hate Pure hate For Yourself When You don't feel good Or when don't like The way you look So you Bleed When you don't like The way you act So you Bleed When you don't like The way the universe wants You to live your life You Make Yourself Bleed It's Relieving It's frightening But it helps The cuts And scars Help Even though You need help They help

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Date: 12/24/2020 11:54:00 AM
Riveting from the start. I loved how you kept each line so brief, it certainly gave your poem some power. I enjoyed this very much. Well done!
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