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♥this is a poem i wrote that sould tell u a little bit about what i been through♥i am harming myself because it feels better to do so
watching the blood seep through my veins is a sign of relief
all problems are forgotten at that moment because of the
----burning emotion from my arm
i had a confrontation with someone earlier before i consulted ----the blade
its sharpness to my flesh took my mind off my emotional ----burden to focus on the physical
it felt good
on my left
there are reminders of what had happened before
and on my right are reminders of what had happened recently
i figured i would start from the top with my age dictating ----the number of slices
each time conflict came about
cuts get deeper
and the closer i would reach my wrist-
-that day is destined to come
and i wont be here to experience the aftermath but others willI Made my layout at whateverlife.com
