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Mar 2018
Overwhelming urges
My thoughts are getting more and more confusing
My mind is spinning
Around and around
I look down
A sharp shimmering blade lays before my eyes
"Should I?"
I ask myself aloud
"No... I can't... I shouldn't..."
As I lift the sharp blade and slice once again
Cutting is not good, don't do it please...
Written by
Zach  13/Transmasculine
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