Cuts

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I don't know why I was so scared of it

The blade is smooth against my wrist

The blood is warm dripping down my thighs

I don't care that it hurts

I was the only thing I could control

But now

I can control the pain too.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 10, 2017 ⏰

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