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i pound my fists the blood it flows,

i hate this secret no one knows,

i hate to feel so alone,

i hate that no one can ever know,

dammed,

silent,

still,

i cut at my skin i want to see my blood,

i'm angry all the time why can't anyone see this mud,

my clothes they reek of sin and death,

i'm screaming loud with every breath,

are you blind! ask me whats wrong!! i will tell you!!!

just don't ignore me,

i want ot be free,

tired of feeling so alone,

bound by this secret no one knows.

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