Dead Roses

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I am scared
I am afraid
I am fearful
I am freaked out

I am frightened
I am petrified
I feel the cold sweat down my face
Those cuts on my arms are painful

I love the warmth
I love the trickling
The trickling of my blood
Coming down from my arm

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