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i used to open my skin
with a silver rectangle that
showed me a bright red .
i searched for a feeling ,
any feeling really .
i had been numb for so long
that even if it was pain that i felt ,
at least i was feeling .- the story self harm
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I Hate Myself
Poetry"you have to admit the broken truth before you can learn how to fix it." a book of poems written by me lowercase intended reading-roses©️