my escape

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I miss the feeling

from before the cuts start healing

the feeling of my razor cutting

being able to watch the blood start running

straight down my thigh with all my thoughts

the floor starting to be covered with dots

the feeling of being free

cutting is my key

i can stop crying to smile and relax

momentary happiness at the max

i just want to feel it again

let my blood stain

to remind me of my way to get away

from everything people will continue to say

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