Blood

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Dear razorblade,
I crave you,
I crave the pain,
I love to watch my skin slit open after I run you down my skin,
I watch the blood come out and run down my arm,
I smile to myself because of you,
I cry everyday,
You are my cure,
I'm addicted to you,
You are my drug,
You are my everything,
I love you.

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