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The blade glides my skin like paper, like sheets at school My old self is covered with, permanent unbearable scars- my youth is now ruined when i look back i realise, i've ruined her the happy little girl i once was i've damaged her shes never going to forgive me i'm never going to forgive myself.
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Sep 24, 2025
Sep 24, 2025 at 5:34 PM UTC
i'm sorry.
The blade glides my skin like paper, like sheets at school My old self is covered with, permanent unbearable scars- my youth is now ruined when i look back i realise, i've ruined her the happy little girl i once was i've damaged her shes never going to forgive me i'm never going to forgive myself.
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16/F/England
Sep 24, 2025
Sep 24, 2025 at 5:34 PM UTC
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