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The Fascination of watching the blood drip
turns to hatred of how or why I did it!
Cutting used to be a release
Now cutting is now just a part of me!
To see the colour of dark red
is a moment of escape from the thoughts in my head
It's my way of forgetting the life that I live
But these moments are just too short lived.
A life of misery, have so much self hate, a life of living with the world on my plate!
A life of so much sadness and sorrow,
the constant hope that there'll be no tomorrow !
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