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JoeOldfield 
5:17am, October 6, 2009
I get a knife, I’m going to do it again!.. It’s not really a conscious thing, I don’t think..Well lets see, might it be fun to cut. But I have a knife here, right here and for now it is my friend and I know it will help me even make me feel. Teeth bite in as it slide across my arm,The pain I don’t really feel, but my pulse begins to rise. I see the blood and my heart races,The blood makes my face smile. This is me! The pain it’s not about,But the pain I control,And now I am alive. For now, the knife is my tool to life, my friend..And I am at this moment no longer alone
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ok my formatting went away, what's up with that?
it was in neat lines when i posted, that is so annoying!!! lol
the text is different because i wrote it in word then posted, i don't know how to alter the text here..
it was getting incredibly boring.
i think i may be drunk and i've been waiting two hours to pretend to sleep, i guess i didn't wake the whench up well enough to help me lol
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