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Blossoming Red ink through clear water Drifting Sinking Tendrils, wisps Red ink spreading Filling Water no longer clear Fingers stained with impurity Clutching Screaming Isn't it a sin to cut?
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Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 7:12 AM UTC
Impure Wisps
Blossoming Red ink through clear water Drifting Sinking Tendrils, wisps Red ink spreading Filling Water no longer clear Fingers stained with impurity Clutching Screaming Isn't it a sin to cut?
just something I thought of off the top of my head. Picture it, if you want/can
#self#harm#hurt#scream#ink#red#cut#knife#impurity#hack
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26/Trans Female
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 7:12 AM UTC
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