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Never knowing why
whenever i happened to depend on your warmth
i found myself face to face with a raging blade
soon to feel the cool breeze hit my awaiting veins
the freedom flow along my wrists
kill it, kill it
high in my psyche
before long, toss me to the side
awake on the soiled floor
with nowhere to hide
in constant fear of----
knock knock, someones at the door
never knowing when it will all be enough
never knowing when i'll slip up
never knowing who else is killed when i take up the blade, and kill it


*super hugs of doom* Tis good, but a little worrying to me an overanalyzing noob.


I can so relate to this! Are you or were you a cutter?


don't we all have a sick addiction?


Well I know I. Had many!

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