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Mar 2018
Blood drips from the deep crevice in my skin
Tears build up in my eyes from the pain I inflicted
"More.." I say
Gliding the sharp blade over my skin
Heavy breathing
"I feel better..."
I say lying to myself
Cutting
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Zach  13/Transmasculine
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