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| I made some art In bed last night, With a razor on my leg. I made some art In bed last night, HATE is what it says. "The more you hate, The more hate you have inside" Is what a friend once said "The more you hate The more hate you have inside" Came back to me last night in bed. But what if you can't control it? Who you love and who you hate In fact you can't control it, Who's an enemy and who's a mate. You have no control over what you feel And who you feel it for I had no control over what I felt And I couldn't handle it anymore. My emotional felings I still can't control But my physical ones I can. The scars on my body are proof of that And show where my blood once ran. Where it ran because I'd made it run And for once the pain inflicted was my own. |
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