I won't do it
I swear
Never again
Believe me
I care

If you were in my spot
I trust that you wouldn't
You love me and I love you
Believe me, its true

But
Something trickles down my arm
What have you done?
You have not done any harm
What have I done?
You know, and I know

When the blood flows
Tears are dry
The pain shows
It's the way I cry
My mind is a flock of crows
As black as a lie.

Give yourself some credit. You had not cut in a long time; you slipped up. Its good to know that you were able to share this with everyone and to me that counts. It is hard; you know first hand but you are able to discuss it and I hope that it helped you to get it out. If this makes sense.
Hang in there; thats what everyone tells me.

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