I just made my 100th cut
My arm is aching and burning and stinging
My hand is tingling
I've lost count of how many are on my arm
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My Depressive Mind
PoetryThis is merely a collection of my thoughts, a glimpse into the insanity that is my mind. Enjoy. *TRIGGER WARNING*
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I just made my 100th cut
My arm is aching and burning and stinging
My hand is tingling
I've lost count of how many are on my arm
