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blood running down her arm red thick blood hitting the floor the pain she cant feel anymore tightens the grip of the knife deepens the cut she cries so hard yet no one comes she takes the knife away moving it up her arm clean white skin just began getting red she is as deep as she will go cleans the knife, hides it away grabs the blood stained shirt cleared the floor clean does so with her arm she now covers up and sleeps one last night fool of fright
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 10:15 AM UTC
**blood**
blood running down her arm red thick blood hitting the floor the pain she cant feel anymore tightens the grip of the knife deepens the cut she cries so hard yet no one comes she takes the knife away moving it up her arm clean white skin just began getting red she is as deep as she will go cleans the knife, hides it away grabs the blood stained shirt cleared the floor clean does so with her arm she now covers up and sleeps one last night fool of fright
nickiPaige
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 10:15 AM UTC
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