Not As Bad

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I read her words

I read what she had to say

And now I feel as if it's all my fault

And I'm the one to blame

And I hope she knows it's not her fault

But I picked up the razor again

Just two more small cuts

That I deserve

I made across my skin

These cuts slowly get deeper

As my fear of the blade dissipates

I'm getting more bold with how far I go

It's still not bad though

Not as bad as hers

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