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Hands I do understand Why sometimes gashes lead From shallow to deep Down the blood trickles Combining with moist crystals Was it supposed to sting? Because I didn’t feel a thing The pain engraved Not even water could lave Messed up mind Bright eyes blind No more harm Cutter away, unarmed Try to feel the pain Unlock myself from chains Hands I do understand Now that I'm finally free All I can say is sorry.
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Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 6:29 AM UTC
Hands
Hands I do understand Why sometimes gashes lead From shallow to deep Down the blood trickles Combining with moist crystals Was it supposed to sting? Because I didn’t feel a thing The pain engraved Not even water could lave Messed up mind Bright eyes blind No more harm Cutter away, unarmed Try to feel the pain Unlock myself from chains Hands I do understand Now that I'm finally free All I can say is sorry.
Relates to a lot of teenagers going through depression and stress (Don't worry I don't cut ahaha) Remember to break free from the chains of depression that holds you back in life <3
wendyydnew
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Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 6:29 AM UTC
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