I sit back
Looking at my little cuts
No one knows about these precious little cuts
All these little cuts all over my body
But no one knows I'm the one doing this
Making my own little cuts
Every little cut I make a step closer I get to feeling a little bit more broken
As the blood buds out of my precious little cuts I feel a little bit more depressed
My little cuts ... My little secret is hidden in my precious little cuts
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My darkness
PoesíaThis is poems about what's going on with me and what might other people are feeling as well
