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Sat, Feb 14th, 1998
Chains that bind
And tear and tie
Knives to slice out the pain
I wish there was a knife big enough
To take away the hurt I feel tonight
But I deserved it
I asked for it
It's my own fault
So why am I sitting here crying?
I have no excuse for it the chains have been snapped
I should be happy
No more need to wonder
About what 'might have been'
No tomorrows together
No nothings...
Just me
And the knife
And the hurting...
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