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Apr 2015
Feeling the blade.
Feel it run across your skin.
Slowly and steadily moving along...
More and more until the blood starts to appear.
Stopping before it gets to deep.
Scared...
Because it barely hurts...
Scared because you never thought,
It would come to this.
Never thought you would ever get bad enough,
To do something like this.
Being just so scared.
Finally making yourself stop.
Promising yourself to never do it again.
Not fully understanding why you did it in the first place.
And eventually regretting and trying to hide it.
Ashamed you let yourself get to that bad of a place.
Written: July 16, 2013
Beth Decisions
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