Cutting
It was the time of my life.
Then I became dark.
I was with who I thought would be my future wife.
But there was a nark.
Then there was a belt.
I can’t describe how it felt.
All because I snuck out.
All out and about.
Then I began to cut.
Drawing with a knife on my skin.
Even on the gut.
Even though it’s a sin.
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