Cure to the wrist,
I Never Knew I'd resist.
I cry,
I Never Knew wanted to die.
Thought I got better,
Never knew meds were just the setter.
I thought I'd finally be in my head,
No, I'm still wanted dead
No, the gash has always been- always been bigger under the blood.
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