I know.
You don't have to tell me.
Besides, I'm better off this way.
I don't need the pain,
or the feeling,
or the blood,
or the scar,
or the wonder,
or the tears.
I don't need it.
I want it.
Oh I do.
But I don't need it.
No of course not.
I don't need it at all,
I can make it on my own.
Totally.
Good luck with that.
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