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Oct 2012
This feeling is so over whelming
But very addicting
Watching it slide across my wrist
Blood pouring to the surface
While I'm in the zone
I don't feel any of it
But afterwards it stings like hell
This is my Safe Haven
I have controle over it all
I controle how many lines
How deep I cut into my flesh
Knowing this is not healthy
But cant seem to stop
Sometimes making pictures
Or simply just words
Why is this so addicting?
Why can't I make it stop?
Trying to figure my life out
Wondering if it's too late
Can I change my course of fate?
Crystal Marie Dreier
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