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I Still

I still feel the pain
The pain
I still see the mark
The mark
I once had
I remember the day
The day
I did it
No one was there
No one knows
Not onces
Not twice
Not even three times
More then ten
On each
Thirteen
That it
Thirteen on each
I still see
I still feel
The pain
The pain I went through
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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August 2, 2008 at 7:38 AM
When I was young I went thrue so much pain inside that I cut my self from time to time./FROWN/ yes I am comfortable enough with the soup to say that.PRAY,and good release.use this site to channel any thought that hurts.
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