Before I even knew what was happening
Blood had already begun to seep out
A sudden flash of pain
Out of sheer loathing
For my own
Stupidity
Now
I am left with
A crowd of small wounds
Perhaps those around me will stay silent
If they question, I will cloak myself in lies once more
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 10:52 PM UTC
Before I even knew what was happening
Blood had already begun to seep out
A sudden flash of pain
Out of sheer loathing
For my own
Stupidity
Now
I am left with
A crowd of small wounds
Perhaps those around me will stay silent
If they question, I will cloak myself in lies once more
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