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May 2017
CARELESS
my hand roars
with searing pain.
"i dont know how
this happened,"
i explain. but in truth,
my art teacher
left a box of sharp objects
on her desk
and my little hands
just wanted to grab one
just wanted to try
#self
#harm
#lies
#depression
#ptsd
#sh
#si
#cutting
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