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Nov 2017
My mind is tucked up.
Let's cry and self harm.
Then **** our school.
Use your blade to peel their skin.
Then tie them down and watch them wince.
Cut them,cut them,cut them
Watch them bleed
**** the evil,bathe in their sin
******,****** I love the blood
I'm salty supposedly
I hate you you cause my sin
I'm salty but mentally you assault me
Take me away from this place fake lord.
Ooh don't worry I'll help myself.
I saw my wrist but I don't mind.
I like my pain it helps me think.
About my my ways and all my sins.
Shut up, shut up,
Voices in my head.
You think that I will be dead.
Drown out the voices in my brain.
I'll sink them in my ****** pain.
Till my veins run out of juice.
Drain me,hurt me
I'm already dead.
So **** me, **** me
Help me reach my end.
I go to an all boys school filled with patriarchy,homophobia and to most of them feminism is a swear woRd. This is my thought of there school and it's ways.
IsheDysFucktional
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IsheDysFucktional  20/M/South Africa
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