The pain is suffocating
The blood is pooling
The heart is pounding
The mind is racing
The arm is moving
The razor is cutting
The eye is blurring
The voice is stirring
The scream is coming
The leg is burning
The wrist is hurting
The foot is tapping
The finger is trembling
The lip is quivering
The lung is quiting
The pain is subsiding
The blood is slowing
The heart is calming
The mind is stopping
The body is dying
The soul is fading
The body is dead
The soul is gone
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They will be discovered
PoetryHarming isn't childish it isn't a phase it is real life And if someone doesn't realize that well, joke's on them because unless someone realizes that people do harm for a real reason it will just keep happening I want to be that person who realizes...