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ej
Poems
Mar 2015
Volume Mixer
Dig knives into my chest,
see how many will fit.
I'm doing it,
those are my hands.
This knife has your blood and this
one has hers, and that one has his.
There's no whisper telling me to
stop.
Stop.
self-destructive behavior includes refusing to not think about certain things
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