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by Ellaxe

by Ellaxe

Cut, cut, cut..
It's all behind me now,

Slice, slice, slice..
Forget the eased pain,

Drip, drip, drip..
Through away the blades,

Scratch, scratch, scratch..
Feeling better now,

Red lines down my arms..
No more scars just frowns,

Hit, punch, slap..
Self harm isn't only cutting.

Imma back, and still going through withdrawal. Yay, so I am probably getting worse; you have to hit rock bottom before it can get better, right? c:
Bye, and thanks for 1k reads now! c;