Cry for help

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Cuts on my wrists
Marks on my soul
She was the one
Who lost her home

Cuts on my wrists
Marks on my soul
I promised myself
He would never know

She has no home
And now he knows
My heart yearns for them
Here in this hospital bed

Cuts on my wrists
Marks on my soul
I was the one
Who lost my home

-Kai

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