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I can't take it
I can't keep pretending
This facade, it has to go
No more playing these
Stupid reindeer games,
No more smiling and nodding,
Acting like it's all ok
You know I can even fool myself?
Just that good I suppose
Perhaps I should take up acting,
Become at heart what I most despise
Pretend, play, put up a show.
But no, I can't,
No more
NO!
Never again
Stop begging, leave me alone....
Let go of me, stop this pulling
-It's not nice to shove-
I told you to STOP.
Don't you listen?
Can't you see this knife?
I told you, no more pretending,
I'm not going back,
I can't
Please, no...
I said never again
Let me go,
It hurts...
I'm on my knees!
What?  You'd hit me?
Oh but we don't do that.
No, that's just not all that nice now, is it?
Hey,
I told you not to tough me
Get away from there.
Can you hear?
You see, this blade? -It's sharp.
Oh, so sharp.
See, it cuts the skin like butter
This line, so smooth...
And the blood, it flows...
So pretty.
pretty pretty pretty
Like rose water
mmmmmmm, yes, rose water
So nice
What's this? It keeps coming?
No, that's enough
You can stop now.
please stop.
It hurts.
I feel... faint,
drifting
I'm so lost.
But no, I'm right here,
With you.
Wait, don't leave,
you cut me

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Written August 12th, 2005

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