you were to late to stop me
from doing the one thing you didnt want me to
you were to late from stopping the pain
that my dad so offen creates
the reason i have scares on my arms
the reason i have tears in my eyes
the reason i cant stay in my house anymore
i have to move out move on
thats the only way to fix my depression
to fix my pain
and to stop me from cutting
to stop me from lieing
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