tw:selfh@rm
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I was always told as a child to not draw on my arms
Because it's bad for you
And there are chemicals in the pens
So I didn't
Because I didn't want to get sick
But now I draw on my arms all the time
And it is bad for me
But there aren't any chemicals in the pens
Because the pens have turned into blades
And it only comes out red
Even though I am drawing with silver
And now I am sick
But I am not sick in the way my mom talked about
I am sick because I can't stop
No matter if I had an amazing day
I still find myself with that special pen
Every single night in the corner of my room
And the drawings don't go away like they used to
They will probably be there forever
So I get why they always told me not to draw on my arms
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this is really just for fun and a way to vent so I appreciate if you took time to read this <3
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Poems from a Quiet Girl // poetry
Poetryjust poetry that i have made recently that i wanted to share tw: self h@rm, addiction, abuse, relapse, etc...
