The pain

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In that moment 

The ache fades away 

Your head is clear 

Finally numb 

As watch crimson red 

Dripping on to the floor 

Finally a sense of relief 

And you think 

That's all you ever need 

Your will is so weak 

You give in to the blade 

You clean the puddle up

Hide all the traces 

You're calm for a while 

Welcome by sweet slumber 

But the pain comes back 

It never truly goes away 

You try to fix it again 

Another scar on your wrist 

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 I am not calling anyone weak. 

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