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Mar 2017
one cool blade, against pale
skin pressing lightly just
a bit then a bit
harder

no red so again just a bit
harder, against the smooth
surface until it
breaks

pain does not shoot through
your veins it is merely
routine, one way of
relief
Written by
Pei Yi  21/F/in my head
(21/F/in my head)   
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