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Oct 2014
I feel numb as the blade skates across my skin,
I thank God my pain is gone again,
and when I'm done I hide away,
in my room is where I wish  to stay,
I'm trapped in this room of darkness once more,
and all I have to do is walk through that door,
I want to get the help I need,
so to my mother I shall plead,
mom please take these razors away'
for home is where I wish to stay.
  #me    #razor-blades   #cuts     #scars
If anyone reads this poem, please don't leave rude comments. I posted this to inform everyone about me and my past.
Written by
Shiane Watkins
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