darkest secret

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No one can see
What really goes through my mind
Everyone thinks they can
They think I'm innocent and sweet
But what really hides
Is the longing for blood
Blood on my arms and legs
No one can see them
The cuts that hide in my skin
And the blood on my knife
Its stained a rust color
But no one sees
Except me
This is the darkest thing on my mind
Every day,every night
All I can see is the blade piercing my skin
That is my darkest secret
For it keeps me sane

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